Luyện nghe bài hát Ghoul Hunter

One night as I through the cemetery gates
Seeking out the cause of the mania
I bespied a ghastly sight, which gave me quite a
The Ghouls of Creepsylvania
They were to and fro,
And shrieking at the moon, you
Howling banshees on a quest for meat
I was to see a Ghoul
That had both eyes out a tool
And chop the head from a lying at his feet
My mind was racing as I watched the horrible
were stripping the rotten corpse to the bone
I to slowly back away in horror
When the ground way beneath me and I fell into the catacombs
When I came to I was in darkness
There was a stench any I had ever smelled before
I out and felt the ground around me
And my hand went straight a puddle of gore!
Hunter!
You can bet life that you're going to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look just like the you are!
Hunter!
We'll pickle brain in a jelly jar!
As I was saying...
I lit a torch and to explore
The wound and wound for many miles
There were jutting from the walls and more
Burning bones, vats of guts, and skulls in
I came to a room
And an echo in the gloom
The sound of metal my very bones
There were riffs the the band,
drums I couldn't stand,
And the created shocking tones
I made my way the cacophony
A crucifix tightly in my fist
And as I came to the torchlit
I saw the shambling getting pissed
spotted me and began to shriek and snort
My was blown, so I started to run like mad
Digestor tackled me to the
And then it started getting bad
Hunter!
You can bet your life that going to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look just like the you are!
Hunter!
We'll pickle your in a jelly jar!

I was bound and gagged in the room
by the funk of fetid breath
The quartet of maniacs hunched me
And forced me to listen to Anthrax and
I struggled in my restraints as chortled with glee
While they poked at me and sliced my cheek
My muffled pleading served to amuse them
As expelled a very noxious sort of reek
I wriggled out of my a bit
There was a struggle but I managed to
Ghoul is out there, haunting the graveyard
But I escaped and now I'm here to tell my
Hunter!
You can bet your life that you're to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look like the jerk you are!
Hunter!
We'll your brain in a jelly jar!