Luyện nghe bài hát Torture (1629)

Anna...was to a God
She had betraved, so said
Some had seen her flying on a broom
All Eve, under the moon

The Inquisitor had left her
Gone for a bite, on his mind
The sun eas trying to hide
Behind a so full of pride
A Anna would never see again

Torture in the name of Christ, confess, oh you
in the name of christ, you witch you...confess

Sitting naked on the wooden
Weights to her legs, a holy cross
Her bloody hands to her back
Her hair burned to black

Thumbscrews they had
To crush each tip of her fingers to a
In the torture chamber, she couldn't feel more
Of anything...anymore

Torture in the of christ, confess, oh you witch
Torture in the of christ, you witch you...confess

Satan's mark...had slipped
They searched her body twice today
And it was all in

Oh Anna here they come
Off the horse, for a friend
Up she goes, and higher
crying, screaming: "Liars"

Confess, confess
Confess, you die

"Yes, yes, I am a witch, may Satan you all"

They dropped her from the
To a foot the floor
Her arms and legs
of pain...then finally no...more