Luyện nghe bài hát Shamans Witches Magic

And villians in their closets
and beneath their beds
And business men in
with guns against their
Stepstools beneath their
nooses tied their throats
their switchblades
and citing in skulls

singing no one sleeps
till is burned
and is sacrificed
No one sleeps
till everything is
and is

out their credit cards on ammunition
They're their rifles
and they're polishing guns
cause the church is in fire
town hall's attack
put the hostages, the mayor, and councilmen
they got knives against backs

No one sleeps
till everything is
and everyone is
No one tonight
till everything is
and is sacrificed
And to saves our
or what's of them

hearts
and so sing
and they it loud
and they it clearly
for faith

Whats left of the we have?
Whats left of the hope we
Nothing, at all