Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

Anna... was to a god
She had betrayed, so they
folk had seen her flying on a broom
All hallows eve, under the

The inquisitor had left her
Gone for a bite, food on his
The sun was slowly trying to
Behind a town so full of
A sight anna never see again

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

Solo:

Sitting naked on the horse
Weights to her legs, what a holy
Her bloody hands to her back
Her golden hair to black

they had used
To crush each tip of her to a pulp
In the chamber, she couldn't feel much more
Of anything...

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

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

Oh anna they come again
Off the horse, strapado for a
Up she goes, and higher
Anna's crying, "liars"

shermann-wead

Confess, witch
Confess, you die

"yes, yes, I am a witch, may satan you all"

wead

They dropped her the ceiling
To a foot the floor
Her ams and disjointed
Screams of pain... then finally no...