Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher's Monolith

Blue textures downward to the base of the monolith
Like brush strokes on a canvas of
Two arms reach out a cloak of silent
Revenants untouched by the
are lost in the dark woods of time

Aloft in the landscape you hail
I am the fog that seeps over in the early hours

proud in the hollow of the land
A of deeper purity etched in spirit against the sky

The menhir had runes carved in limbs of sovereignty
and see the ages growing from within the palms
I can feel the era into oblivion,
no longer grasping the
I am slowly becoming

As celebrate the dusk,
an old voice of haunts the vale

Shapes flicker in the light through the windows
The woodlands burn grace
Their silence the age

As wandering ghosts pass the flames
A new age of lights the dawn

But who are they who pass by the
The like black solar wheels scorched in the snow
by of the stone...
This elder stone shall fall!

Cast the aeons into the
So that no can seek them
No age, no shall taint them
Pour the into the sun
They are lost forever in dark of time
the symbols into the stone
So that can find them
No age, no shall change them
Pour the ages the sun
They are lost in the dark woods of time