Luyện nghe bài hát Conjuring Of The 14th

Follow the path, it leads to a circle of houses
Where foreigners are not well
And strangers unwelcome to affairs
The villagers, so they said, do rituals

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

Hidden by the clouds, a pallid sun on a day
An expedition 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 the chimney stack
Through the mist, aren't you
Ajar are the doors, a smell of woods
In the mud, you afraid?

Hearsay called him the
Was never born, he's always
The sins to expiate in of him
Will be the worst part of your dreams, of dreams
(Someone it is a magic place)

the hazy heights
Two from Avhon
Among the heart of
Aloof the glances
a village built on a clearing

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

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

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

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

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

One by one, the thirteen
All who had been to that village
the unknown one

One was hanged, the other's
Little by little all the understood
The of the 14th
Was in the mazes of their lives

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

And now called him the 14th
That was born, he's always been
The to expiate in front of him
be the worst part of your dreams, of your dreams
(Someone it is a magic place)

the hazy heights
Two from Avhon
Among the heart of
from the glances
Lies a village built on a

When they went back to the then
houses occupied
Thirteen new
Whom does he like?

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