Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher's Monolith

Blue textures downward to the base of the monolith
Like brush on a canvas of souls
Two arms reach out a cloak of 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 over here in the early

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

The menhir had runes in limbs of oaken sovereignty
and could see the ages growing within the palms
I can feel the era into oblivion,
no longer the textures
I am becoming stone

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

Shapes in the fire light through the windows
The woodlands burn with
Their drowns the age

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

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

Cast the into 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 the stone
So that another can them
No age, no hands shall them
Pour the ages the sun
They are forever in the dark woods of time