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 undead the land.
Tonight's - no mortal understands...
The festival of
Under red moon:
The of black witchcraft
In evil of ruin:
Demons the autumn sky
In clouds and rain -
The gasps of forlorn who live again.
walking this night, ye wanderer,
Ye life and soul loose!
When hunted by his hound,
You'll surely meet doom!
His eyes are burning red fiery coal,
His - his leathery wings!
His breath will sear your back like from hell