Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher's Monolith

Blue textures cascade to the base of the monolith
brush strokes on a canvas of souls
Two arms reach out a cloak of nihil
untouched by the scythe
They are in the dark woods of time

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

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

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

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

Shapes flicker in the fire light through the
The woodlands burn grace
silence drowns the age

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

But who are they who by the window?
The like black solar wheels scorched in the snow
by of the stone...
This elder shall never fall!

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