Luyện nghe bài hát The Colddrake

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

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

He the cry of magic 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,
in ruthless fury by a monster cold and pale.
A and her children huddled near the Colddrake's paw.
Her husband lay in shreds beneath an claw.
The beast entranced her neither looking left nor right,
She knew for the peasants had no way to run or fight.

and amethyst the Colddrake hunts for prey,
Its glowing eyes can and steal your soul away.

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