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 stack
Through the mist, aren't you
Ajar are the doors, a smell of woods
In the mud, aren't you

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

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

called him the 14th
Was never born, he's always
The sins to expiate in 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 from the
a village built on a clearing

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

As they the hamlet on the hill
They found at all
(Was there?)
light in the house
(Where have gone?)
they dare to go inside
(To go inside)

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

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

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

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

One was hanged, the choked
by little all the townsmen understood
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, always been
The sins to expiate in of him
Will be the worst part of dreams, of your dreams
(Someone it is a magic place)

Through the hazy
Two leagues Avhon
Among the of brushwood
Aloof from the
a village built on a clearing

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

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