Luyện nghe bài hát He Must Be Stopped

Such a cold, unyielding
Why the wind call out my name
Swirling storms that in circles
skies aflame

Fulbert,
He's making a of you
A stock of you
Fulbert,

Such a cold, unyielding
Why the wind call out my name
shadows of redeem
Saying I'm to

I must him
I show him how I feel
I stop him
I must teach him is real
In this light, so and grim
And demons and
Dancing like a

Such a cold, unyielding
The wind is that I go
On the morrow I'll
Oh my love, I you so

Fulbert,
He's making a of you
A stock of you
Fulbert,

If eye is an occasion of sin to you
it out
If your tongue is an of sin to you
it out
If hand is an occasion of sin to you
Cut it off

He must be
He be ...