Luyện nghe bài hát They Pray with Snakes [Remix]

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I can hear them screaming through the at night [echoes]
Snakes and echoes]

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

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

I can hear them screaming 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 that in the minds,
of these sacreligous hillbillies raised the swine?
No remorse in the soul and their pitch black
thirsty for the blood murder contact
Feasting on the brains of the ones call sinners
Cousin in the kitchen carving torsos for dinner
In a barn on a meat bodies are hanging,
in a cellar by a chain bodies are swinging!
And in the fields like a scene from a no lot
Abandoned for so years cars start to rot
And buried in the garden in a hole dug
all the bones and belongings all piled in a
sounds of torture echo thru the trees
The screams of still blowing in the breeze
Not on any map undiscovered, surveyed
the secrets of a small town locked away...

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

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

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