Luyện nghe bài hát The Sorceress

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

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

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

The of night 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

Searching lands of giants and
Sail the oceans of serpents and
Under ages of dark the Salem
Burned beneath torture of men

Through the of demons and wizards
To fate the Moerea the sisters
Two hundred fifty thousand the witch

In the bog of the Witch run
Malifica revenge have begun
Burned alive for a crime never

Children of the dance on the coven of the lost
In blazing pyre in air she demands holocaust
Well she can exercise with the of her eyes
She'll devour your

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

the night, deep the blackest forest
And down the hop yard on my way from Salem I lit a fire
The magical brimstone sparks from the hazel wood
Dancing the banshee, fire rose up to the sky

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