Luyện nghe bài hát They Pray with Snakes [Remix]

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

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

of a book and forgotten in history
a place where the secret is by mystery

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

Was it a curse or a sickness raised in the minds,
of these hillbillies raised with the swine?
No remorse in the soul and their hearts black
thirsty for the blood hound contact
Feasting on the brains of the they call sinners
Cousin cletus in the kitchen carving torsos for
In a barn on a meat hook are hanging,
in a cellar by a chain bodies are swinging!
And in the fields like a from a no parking lot
Abandoned for so many years start to rot
And in the garden in a hole dug deep
all the bones and all piled in a heep
Ungodly of torture echo thru the trees
The screams of suffering still in the breeze
Not on any map undiscovered, never
the secrets of a small town kept away...

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

(On just about any warm afternoon you can find a weathered looking white man wondering
the hills searching for 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!
pray with snakes... and they poison my mind!
I can them screaming thru the forest at night!
They with snakes... and they poison my mind