Luyện nghe bài hát The Watcher's Monolith

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

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

Standing proud in the hollow of the
A vestige of deeper etched in spirit against the sky

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

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

Shapes flicker in the fire light the windows
The woodlands with grace
Their drowns the age

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

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

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