Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams And Pyres

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

A boy just arrived,
An orphan he's
adultery and incest and witchery.
To the alleys
Of and discord,
A storm has finally gathered.

Discussions long the night,
the dark one's diabolical scheme.
Children they listen and they
nightmares of a similar theme.

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

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

In the name of our I'm harmless.
your sins to our Christ!
I confess to what children dream.
Prejudiced tongues has
Their minds your eyes.
Silence, you of the dark one,
Save your soul and repent 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 slap the face.
You aught to a noble's rang,
She's too for you poor fool.

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

One day the boy his lies.
I know about
The ways.
One after one all came forth.
Rather informers burn
At the end of the day.

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

is the serpent's fang,
From the evil sprang.
God him from the dark of hell!
is a boy aflame
Ending his game.
God him from Satan's demons!