Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Of The Demon Lord

Dread the end of
On the of all nights,
The feast of samhains
In the mist of rites.
The now is waning
As the walk the land.
Tonight's - no mortal understands...
The festival of
Under red moon:
The powers of black
In evil of ruin:
Demons ride the sky
In thunder clouds and -
The gasps of forlorn souls who again.
walking this night, ye wanderer,
Ye life and you'll loose!
When by his jetblack hound,
You'll meet your doom!
His eyes are burning red fiery coal,
His cape - his wings!
His breath sear your back like winds from hell