Luyện nghe bài hát Shamans Witches Magic

And there's villians in closets
and theives their beds
And business men in
with guns against heads
Stepstools beneath ankles
nooses tied their throats
Sharpening switchblades
and citing in skulls

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

Maxing out their cards on ammunition
polishing their rifles
and polishing their guns
cause the is drenched in fire
town hall's attack
They put the hostages, the mayor, and
they got against 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

hearts
and so sing
and they sing it
and they it clearly
for their

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