Luyện nghe bài hát The Calling

A cry the night
A voice in that shrieks above the trees
In a land no one comes
In a land where spirits hear their fatal screams

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

Fates is heard, run shivers up and down the spine
Of who believe
The old and decrepit have seen, they in the night
Young and they conceive

Moon looks the drifting storm
Thunder the sky, she screams throughout the night
The magpie spreads his wings and looks 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 the dawn
Sweat his brow, he gets the spell
Father found in the moors
The mourn, hear the church's bell

Moon looks through the storm
Thunder cracks the sky, and she screams,
The laughing magpie spreads his
And you in the eye, and laughs

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

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