Luyện nghe bài hát The Sorceress

I search alone, dark the night, the blackest forest
And down the devil's hop yard on my way from I lit a fire
The magical brimstone ashes from the hazel wood
Dancing with the banshee, rose up to the sky

The dead of parts the sky, the Salem witch
Hunting Malefica spells
She flies the ocean of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Diana

Through the Brocken Spectre a luring Angel
Sister of Morgana, dressed in black
With journey through the trials learned of lore and wives tales
Fathomed the deepest oceans of her darkest

The dead of parts the sky, the Salem witch
eyes Malefica spells
She the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal of Hunt Diana

Searching of giants and dragons
the oceans of serpents and krakens
Under ages of the Salem witch
Burned mindless torture of men

the castles of demons and wizards
To their fate the Moerea the
Two hundred fifty the Salem witch

In the bog of the Meadow run
Malifica plague have begun
Burned alive for a crime never

Children of the dance on the coven of the lost
In pyre suspended in air she demands holocaust
she can exercise with the whites of her eyes
She'll your children

In a of an eye, descend from the sky to the cauldron of the damned
Her burning lips the infamous kiss she took me by the hand
In a of an eye she ascends to the sky
She unveiled my I'm the witch finder general

Dark the night, deep the forest
And the devil's hop yard on my way from Salem I lit a fire
The magical brimstone sparks ashes the hazel wood
Dancing with the banshee, fire up to the sky

The dead of night the sky, the Salem witch
Hunting eyes Malefica
She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Goddess of Hunt Diana