Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Fire

(Broomhead)
Singing of death, of hate
of demons and ghosts
Twisting their minds, their souls
their graves with your boasts
Just for an image, for the rhyme
that you don't even mean
Singing of things you understand
your life so unclean
You're the devil a favour
payment is waiting in hell
Instead of a an enslaver
You don't have to believe to under the spell
Using your words for
But its harder to than destroy
Unknowingly used for
No power is yours, your used as a toy
Why do you down to the grave
You know more power elswhere
Don't to be cruel, don't have to be evil
Cos' of the length of your
You to the witches, you look to the devil
Why you look higher?
D'you be slave' D'you wanna be burned?
So why d'you play with
You sing the but you don't mean what you say
You play his but he'll take you one day
You use a that is real
One day pay the price
Please understand, trick you, he'll fool you
do his work 'cos you're his slave
You can change the path that taking
But there's one way&
He betray you taking your soul
Torture and you, who's in control? (Not you)
Have you the guts not to
Join us against him, no mourn&