Luyện nghe bài hát Under A Killing Moon

The air my lungs loved
Carves craters my eyes
They said, "Breathe son
Or be the to die"

Beneath the falling
And shutting gate
Pray, keep tongue held tight
Or suffer the fate

The blood on our gloves
It is of your concern
If you want to call our
Get in line and wait your
And watch the burn

Don't when innocents
Are with the flame
If wanted to live
They'd learn to play the

You can still away
If you just your tongue
If you'd walk away
live to see the sun but

Under killing moon
Under this sky
The shining groom
I hold my and close my eyes

The blood on our gloves
It is none of concern
If you want to our bluff
Get in line and wait turn

The blood on our gloves
It is of their concern
If you want to our bluff
Get in line and wait turn
And watch the burn

We'll watch the burn



We'll the witches burn