Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony Of Terror

[lyrics by Harry

With the of death he stands
In the cold and black
Looking the lands preparing his attack
nagging at his belt
Spreading his wings far and
To sail across the
The impaler is to everyone around
He'll sneak your room at night
And feast a sound

He's a figure in black
Roaming the city bringing
Pestilence from rats invaders by the
Plaguing the with disease
Running nowhere to go and nowhere to hide
Running through the and over the countryside
Must escape nightmare, put an end to this dream
Let us together, put an end to all his schemes.

Nosferatu is his and he's spreading his curse
'Cross the land, feel his take your soul
my words, run if you can [Repeat]