Luyện nghe bài hát Hallows Eve (Including Routine)

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