Luyện nghe bài hát Under A Killing Moon

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

Beneath the night
And heaven's shutting
Pray, your tongue held tight
Or suffer the fate

The on our black gloves
It is none of your
If you to call our bluff
Get in line and your turn
And watch the burn

Don't flinch when
Are dancing with the
If wanted to live
They'd to play the game

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

Under this killing
Under burning sky
The fire's shining
I hold my and close my eyes

The blood on our gloves
It is of their concern
If you want to call our
Get in line and wait turn

The blood on our black
It is none of their
If you want to our bluff
Get in line and your turn
And watch the burn

watch the witches burn



We'll watch the burn