Luyện nghe bài hát The Valley Of Winds Breath And Dragons Fire

Gasping for air, descending quickly the harsh ravaged slope
(you) won't look
Fear drives you continue on, although chest burns with pain
as your mind. You are the prey, you are hunted by
a four legged beast of times, a creature that survives
a wicked wilderness of hate, and fire.
......They land and sky......
you move, cutting through the black night,
Hearing the moan, of whistling by -
You must keep on, family awaits....for...
You and your cargo. With great care,
you grasp at your side. To you - of your life giving prize.
Guilt quite thin, although you realise....you're...
the life of another!
Your greatest memory was from you were very
young, your told you of a secrret of exchanging
sickness and health. You were - at the initial though
of stealing a creature unborn child. In all your dreams,
you never have thought it would come down to this.
Two decades later (and) you a daughter of your very own,
life - your blood - she lies screaming on her deathbed.
This soon, changed things - - in your mind,
You against everything.
You were taught to respect creature born of this earth,
Nothing was you - everything was equal.
Their young holds - you must slice - their heart out...
You must drain the - then feed it to your own,
To save her - you must a killer indeed.
Then your guilt, it can fuck itself, for you will have your child.
Once again - you leave your thoughts behind as you
Down onto the floor of the valley and its space....
Now you can sense something you, and your
heart - it starts to race. brow is soaked with glistening sweat,
Beyond the dark trees - your awaits
Close is your home, you not look back....for....
Fear of you might see!
You can see - on the trees ahead,
You feel behind your back.
You pray that you won't die - only a thousand to home
You can hear wings - of a gigantic creature,
Trying to close your ears - and focus on the ahead
Although - you head the screaming lizard.
You reach the tall trees, you feel half safe,
Hoping she lose sight. You feel a mighty wind
flames lick your heels as you're pushing
You hear trees crashing down - behind and you,
You see your ahead - desperate for safety you feel your mind ache
Wishing you could - your relentless pursuer.
Ten paces left - the burns behind
In an instant - your on fire,
It enters your - you fall to the ground......death....
comes and you for forgiveness from your god.