Luyện nghe bài hát Conjuring Of The 14th

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

Just for a look through the chimney stack
Through the mist, you afraid?
Ajar are the doors, a smell of rotten
In the mud, you afraid?

Hidden by the clouds, a pallid sun on a day
An expedition organized to go and see what's on
The villagers, none of them seen in town for weeks
To get as they used to

Just for a while look the chimney stack
Through the mist, you afraid?
Ajar are the doors, a of rotten woods
In the mud, you afraid?

called him the 14th
Was never born, always been
The to expiate in front of him
Will be the part of your dreams, of your dreams
(Someone it is a magic place)

Through the heights
Two leagues from
the heart of brushwood
Aloof the glances
a village built 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 the hamlet on the hill
found nobody at all
(Was there?)
Faint light in the
(Where have gone?)
Would they dare to go
(To go inside)

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

Van Cleave, the first found dead
Drowned in the stream we was having a bath
A terrible misfortune, and fatal accident

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

One by one, the died
All those who had to that village
the unknown one

One was hanged, the choked
Little by all the townsmen understood
The of the 14th
Was in the mazes of their lives

souls to replace the old
The evil lifeblood flow
In the of their bodies

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

Through the heights
Two leagues from
Among the heart of
Aloof the glances
Lies a village built on a

When they back to the village then
Thirteen occupied
Thirteen new
does he look like?

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