Luyện nghe bài hát The Calling

A cry shivers the
A voice in agony that shrieks the trees
In a where no one comes
In a where spirits dwell hear their fatal screams

The old man clutches his heart as he to the window
He knows his has come
A woman stands in the dark, her hair is white snow
Nightmares just

Fates warning is heard, run shivers up and the spine
Of those who
The old and decrepit have seen, mourn in the night
Young and restless conceive

Moon looks the drifting storm
Thunder the sky, she screams throughout the night
The laughing magpie spreads his wings and you in the eye
And laughs at you in

of innocence take me away
Dancing her pitiful ritual, stalking her prey
The bard and the banshee sound a wail
Predestined hour has come, let it

The old man wakes with the
Sweat upon his brow, he the spell
Father O'Reilly in the moors
The people mourn, hear the church's

Moon looks through the storm
Thunder the sky, and she screams, yeah
The magpie spreads his wings
And looks you in the eye, and

The spirits of innocence take me
Dancing her pitiful ritual stalking her prey
She's coming way, the bard and the banshee
Sound a harmonious wail, predestined has come

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