Luyện nghe bài hát Conjuring Of The 14th

Follow down the path, it to a circle of houses
Where 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 smell of woods
In the mud, you afraid?

Hidden by the clouds, a sun on a November day
An expedition organized to go and see going on
The villagers, none of them weren't seen in for weeks
To get as they used to

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

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

Through the heights
Two leagues from
Among the of brushwood
Aloof the glances
Lies a built on a clearing

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

As they reached the hamlet on the
found nobody at all
(Was there?)
Faint in the house
(Where they gone?)
they dare to go inside
(To go inside)

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

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

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 thirteen
All those who had been to village
Faced the one

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

Thirteen souls to the old
The evil lifeblood will
In the shadows of bodies

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

Through the hazy
Two from Avhon
Among the of brushwood
Aloof the glances
Lies a built on a clearing

When went back to the village then
Thirteen houses
Thirteen new
Whom he look like?

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