Luyện nghe bài hát They Pray with Snakes [Remix]

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I can hear them screaming through the forest at [echoes]
[repeat and echoes]

In the belly of the beast, a place thats miles
In a deep southern where the devil comes to pray
A choir sings with their sewn shut
By a stream the children playing, flowing with blood
The pastor on his pulpit, while preaching of hell
On the hilltop church with demons the bells
toll twice for the missing and the recently departed
In the pews the sits a hundred days rotted
Suffering is all around the stench of in the air
Nobody seems to notice or nobody seems to
Its just an everyday and a normal routine
People walking right by, but never the screams
A backwoods philosophy passed down thru the ages generations of murder, down in these

of a book overlooked and forgotten in
a place where the is surrounded by mystery

I can hear them thru the forest at night!
pray with snakes... and they poison my mind!
I can hear screaming thru the forest at night!
They with snakes... and they poison my mind!

Was it a curse or a sickness raised in the minds,
of sacreligous hillbillies raised with the swine?
No remorse in the and their hearts pitch black
thirsty for the hound murder contact
Feasting on the brains of the ones call sinners
Cousin cletus in the kitchen torsos for dinner
In a barn on a meat bodies are hanging,
in a cellar by a chain more are swinging!
And in the like a scene from a no parking lot
Abandoned for so many years start to rot
And buried in the garden in a hole dug
all the bones and all piled in a heep
Ungodly sounds of torture thru the trees
The of suffering still blowing in the breeze
Not on any map undiscovered, surveyed
the secrets of a small town locked away...

I can hear screaming thru the forest at night!
They with snakes... and they poison my mind!
I can hear them screaming thru the at night!
They pray snakes... and they poison my mind!

(On just about any afternoon you can find a weathered looking white haired man wondering
the searching for poisonous snakes, not to kill, but to bring back with him... to
church...he is a handler)

I can hear them screaming thru the at night!
They pray with snakes... and poison my mind!
I can hear screaming thru the forest at night!
They pray with snakes... and they poison my