Luyện nghe bài hát We are the Witches

A gathering at
A knock-knock on the
in a red cloak
Her eyes gleaming delight
The moment she's waiting for
arrived
Sister's for her
While the are shining bright

Incubus and
The evil foe has on us
The rise on Hallowmass
Oh, devilishness...

A plague came us again
down my fellow-men
The became a scatterbrain
My for it, Mister!

The churchyard it tumbling down
The king of A brainless clown
The prior stuck in the
and I had to witness!

The piper a dancing tune
and all came out on Moon
staying unillumed
and sinister!

Now she's
Dancing in the
The dragon's resounds
The serpent's kiss
The fire of
The of a new day
Oh, sister of the
the light of the world

Spellbound screaming in the street
How we fall? Oh, this defeat...
The on the losing streak
We are so wasted!

So stupid we did not see
How all those things really be
The eyesore of
a mastermind!

once seemed apprehensible
has into dispensible
of being nonsensical
We have been basted!

But now come to realize
the senselessness of
and of self-sacrifice
so deaf, and blind!

We are the flow, we are the ebb
We are the weavers, we are the web
We are the flow, we are the ebb
We are the witches back from the

See me, I am
and it's your
to walk and strong
Come dance the tide
We've been there
And we shall
for now and
now and evermore...

We are the flow, we are the ebb
We are the weavers, we are the web
We are the flow, we are the ebb
We are the back from the dead

Up on the she peers
by the sea she waits
Her gathering by her side
disturbance dies
It was case of
self-fulfilling
Those believers
in their agony

Did really think their deeds
abysmal greed
ignoring all the needs
A of indulgence!

with egomania
vampires from
spiritual
to ashes...

Obsessed their morbidity
the morons of
caused nothing but faggery
A lack of sense!

Their madness to matricide
sort of cyanide
We salute suicide:
kingdom crashes!

We are the flow, we are the ebb
We are the weavers, we are the web
We are the flow, we are the ebb
We are the back from the dead

We are the flow, we are the ebb
We are the weavers, we are the web
We are the flow, we are the ebb
We are the witches from the dead