Luyện nghe bài hát Hallows Eve (Including Routine)

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