Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams And Pyres

It's the years,
Superstition's high.
There is pain, is fear
In the sigh.
Preachers on a spree,
Of demons and fire.
of the devil's decree
In all desires.

A boy just arrived,
An orphan become
From adultery and and witchery.
To the alleys
Of and discord,
A storm cloud has gathered.

Discussions long the night,
About the dark one's scheme.
they listen and they dream
Well-fed of a similar theme.

out of control.
For morning they tell more and more.
Summon the new boy for a
He seen the signs of evil before.

is the devil's bride,
Rode on the astride.
God us from Satan's firm hand!
is the torture witch,
Poked us glowing sticks.
God save us from allies!

In the name of our I'm harmless.
your sins to our Christ!
I can't to what children dream.
tongues has twisted
Their before your eyes.
Silence, you of the dark one,
your soul and repent what you've done!

Accuse the
And get a tap on the head.
You truly are a child,
She will burn in iron the stake.
the countess
And get a into the face.
You to know a noble's rang,
She's too venerable for you fool.

up the pace.
Chanting the
higher.
Hysteric
them all
To the fire!

One day the boy his lies.
I know nothing
The ways.
One one they all came forth.
Rather than burn
At the end of the day.

is the wicked tongue,
From it sprung.
God save us sinister minds!
There is the flock,
All are chained and locked.
God us from sinister minds!

is the serpent's fang,
From the evil sprang.
God save him from the of hell!
There is a boy
his fancied game.
God him from Satan's demons!