Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams And Pyres

It's the years,
Superstition's high.
is pain, there is fear
In the sigh.
Preachers on a spree,
Of demons and fire.
Warnings of the devil's
In all desires.

A boy have arrived,
An he's become
From and incest and witchery.
To the seething
Of and discord,
A cloud has finally gathered.

Discussions long the night,
About the dark one's scheme.
Children they listen and they
nightmares of a similar theme.

out of control.
For each they tell more and more.
Summon the new boy for a
He have the signs of evil before.

is the devil's bride,
Rode on the astride.
God us from Satan's firm hand!
is the torture witch,
Poked us with sticks.
God save us Satan's allies!

In the name of our I'm harmless.
Confess your to our Christ!
I can't confess to what dream.
tongues has twisted
Their minds before eyes.
Silence, you whore of the one,
Save your and repent what you've done!

Accuse the
And get a tap on the head.
You are a blessed child,
She will burn in upon the stake.
Accuse the
And get a into the face.
You aught to a noble's rang,
too venerable for you poor fool.

up the pace.
Chanting the
higher.
Hysteric
Sentence all
To the fire!

One day the boy his lies.
I know nothing
The ways.
One after one all came forth.
Rather informers than
At the end of the day.

There is the tongue,
From it sprung.
God save us sinister minds!
is the fiendish flock,
All are chained and locked.
God us from sinister minds!

There is the fang,
where the evil sprang.
God save him the dark of hell!
There is a boy
his fancied game.
God save him Satan's demons!