Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher's Monolith

Blue textures cascade to the base of the monolith
Like brush strokes on a of souls
Two arms out a cloak of silent nihil
Revenants untouched by the
They are lost in the dark woods of

Aloft in the that you hail
I am the fog that seeps here 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 in limbs of oaken sovereignty
and could see the ages growing from within the
I can the era slipping into oblivion,
no longer grasping the
I am becoming stone

As celebrate the dusk,
an old voice of wisdom 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 rebirth lights the

But who are they who pass by the
The shapes; like solar wheels scorched in the snow
by of the stone...
elder stone shall never fall!

Cast the aeons the void
So that no other can seek
No age, no hands shall them
the sorrows into the sun
They are lost forever in woods of time
Carve the symbols into the
So another can find them
No age, no hands shall them
Pour the ages the sun
are lost forever in the dark woods of time