Luyện nghe bài hát Conjuring Of The 14th

Follow down the path, it leads to a of houses
foreigners are not well thought
And unwelcome to their affairs
The villagers, so said, do heathen rituals

Just for a while through the chimney stack
Through the mist, aren't you
Ajar are the doors, a of rotten woods
In the mud, aren't you

by the clouds, a pallid sun on a November day
An organized to go and see what's going on
The villagers, none of them weren't seen in town for
To get provisions as used to

Just for a while look through the stack
the mist, aren't you afraid?
Ajar are the doors, a smell of woods
In the mud, you afraid?

called him the 14th
Was never born, he's been
The sins to expiate in of him
Will be the part of your dreams, of your dreams
(Someone said it is a place)

Through the hazy
Two leagues Avhon
the heart of brushwood
Aloof from the
Lies a village on a clearing

Thirteen houses aligned
And a on a hill
That mournful light in the floor window is lit
Is lit, lit

As they reached the on the hill
found nobody at all
(Was there?)
Faint light in the
(Where they gone?)
Would they to go inside
(To go inside)

When they all returned back
They told of uncanny
(They told)
When all returned back home, inside
(Knock, knock)
Their souls, something's hopelessly

Jesp Van Cleave, the found dead
Drowned in the stream while we was a bath
A misfortune, incredible and fatal accident

De le Fournier, son of the major
Was the one, his horse fell on top of him
The wounds were too to be cured

One by one, the thirteen
All those who had been to village
Faced the one

One was hanged, the other's
Little by little all the townsmen
The conjuring of the
Was gliding in the mazes of lives

Thirteen to replace the old
The evil will flow
In the shadows of their

And now hearsay him the 14th
That was never born, he's been
The to expiate in front of him
Will be the worst part of your dreams, of your
(Someone it is a magic place)

Through the heights
Two from Avhon
the heart of brushwood
Aloof the glances
a village built on a clearing

When went back to the village then
Thirteen occupied
new inhabitants
Whom does he like?

Thirteen houses, aligned
And a
That light in ground floor window
Will be lit, will be always lit
Is lit