Luyện nghe bài hát The Colddrake

Young once awakened from, a dream of death and fear.
If he should to be a mage, his doom would then draw near,
Of future filled with suffering was all he could see
And so he made a choice to leave there then flee.
Into the winter's bitter he hurried on that day,
His mind was and chilled and he could scarcely find his way.
When pondering his made choice he thought then to return,
But a magic cry for made his frozen spirit burn.

Silver and amethyst the Colddrake for prey,
Its glowing can hypnotize and steal your soul away.

He caught the cry of then and followed it where is led,
And all the while a helpless echoed in his head.
He upon a holding in a sheltered forest vale,
Destroyed in ruthless by a monster cold and pale.
A woman and her children huddled the Colddrake's paw.
Her husband lay in beneath an unforgiving claw.
The beast entranced her victims looking left nor right,
She for well the peasants had no way to run or fight.

Silver and the Colddrake hunts for prey,
Its glowing can hypnotize and steal your soul away.

Then suddenly a man fourth, a pitch fork in his hand,
As if alone he'd the beast, and bravely take a stand.
Though old and frail he could not to watch his kinfolk die,
He was the only they had, and he was bound to try.
The man thrust his weapon deep into the