Luyện nghe bài hát Hallows Eve (Including Routine)

Hear the voices, see the faces the chill of the fog rolling
let me bring you, of terror let me bring you, the macabre tale of
Hallows Eve, let me bring you terror fear grips heart as you've ne'r
known Hallows Eve, let me bring you horror shock grips soul, as
you've ne'r known lay your ear to the floor hear us down calling to
be released from your private twilight Hallows Eve, the rising of the
dead Hallows Eve, and bedlam rule Hallows Eve, turn look past the
shadows our dark is about to begin!
Arriving home as done
everyday
up you walk, up to you everyday door pulling out the key known so
long you open the and everything is wrong before your eyes a paradise
unfolds trees,
whiskey and wenches to hold around to see the
door is gone forget 'bout the home you've known so long you to face
the enigmatic scene it is all so beautiful yet this is no it is all
you ever wanted, don't be naive see the around,
you leave such
frustration to be trapped in a
...skin of fair wrenching only
to enrage they offer you the of all you see you can't have the
goods you're not free suddenly the trees are burnt and dead the
babbling brook turns to red the demonic faces of the women turn
only to reveal that now you'll burn demons of all appear their faces
all distort and leer one is wielding quite an axe you are upon your
back the axe is raised above head....
"STOP!! it is not yet his time, but we will have him enough..."
The harpies with their wings
laugh away the Filthy One says that you can't stay the syas your
has not begun we will send you back, but we will have our fun it
won't long and you'll be back for good we'll let you meet the axe-man
with the hood he will rind your and we'll have our meat you'll feel
and be alive, but grovel at our
arriving home as done
everyday up you walk,
up to your door though you don't
know why, you feel quite strange you leave your behind, guess,
you need a
those voices,
see faces feel the chill of the
fog rolling let me bring you tales of terror let me you the macabre
tale of Hallows Eve, let me bring you terror fear grips heart as
you've never known Eve,
let me bring you horror shock grips soul,
as you've never known lay your ear to the floor us down below
the wicked saint laugh from his vile embryo a toast my friends to you,
rehearse you scream, I am out to get you,
I am I am grace,
thief of light lurking always in the night I have you one by
one creeping round till I'm done demons to the sky round and round
and round they fly the are sick,
the are well living in eternal
hell celebrate the quaking quill of Edgar Poe,
you scream,
scream for Christ everlasting antichrist bouts with death do not
to change a man's belief,
just only to reveal more clear just
who does he serve on Hallows