Luyện nghe bài hát Generally Hostile

[lyrics by Harry

clock echo splits the night,
the witching hour moves even closer to the of time that is at hand.
Sound of heels pound the from the curse that rules the town.
of death has come to reap the damned.
For years ago he went away and now back to claim
the unsuspected souls to his death.
Oh, one, you'd best make haste. There is no time
to contemplate. The hammer brings the and your last breath.

He's the one who holds the in the hollow of his hand.
Evil reigning ruler of the
Striking a furious urge, a thunderbolt from hell.
Everything he touches his mark.
Seeking no amusement in any foolish games
but go ahead and let all begin.
He lives his in malice, not a single night in shame.
Burning the everlasting flames of sin.

I'm a man who no mercy for the weak.
No mercy!