Luyện nghe bài hát Satan's Prophets

It starts the evil
In all of the
good things
That you know you should

have to worry
About ever being
Satan cast his
On you and me

is his darkness
Darkness is his
If you don't
You'll up
tragic

Starts the evil
In all of the
Doing things that
You know that you

prophets
Satan casts his on you
Satan's
Satan his spell

You played with magic
But you dropped out of
bad things
Never did for you

You idle hands
The Dark Lord tools
Now the Reaper will
And leave for you

You have walked
the white
The straight and narrow
Pledged glory to
Sanctified soul

But no you took a
For pot of gold
You came up a but
You still lost soul