Luyện nghe bài hát Shamans Witches Magic

And there's villians in their
and beneath their beds
And men in mirrors
with guns their heads
beneath their ankles
nooses around their throats
Sharpening switchblades
and in their skulls

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

Maxing out their credit cards on
They're polishing their
and they're polishing their
cause the church is in fire
town under attack
They put the hostages, the mayor, and
they got knives their backs

No one tonight
till is burned
and everyone is
No one tonight
till everything is
and everyone is
And to our souls
or what's left of

Desperate
and so they
and sing it loud
and they sing it
for their

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