Luyện nghe bài hát We are the Witches

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

Incubus and
The evil foe has on us
The Demons rise on
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 in the eiderdown
and I had to witness!

The piper a dancing tune
and all came out on Harvest
Altars staying
and sinister!

Now she's
Dancing in the
The call resounds
The kiss ignites
The of love
The of a new day
Oh, sister of the
You're the light of the

Spellbound they're screaming in the
How could we Oh, this defeat...
The ruthless on the streak
We are so wasted!

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

What once apprehensible
has turned into
because of being
We should have basted!

But now come to realize
the senselessness of
and squander of
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 the dead

See me, I am
and your birthright
to walk proud and
Come dance with the
been there before
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 witches back from the

Up on the she peers
down by the sea she
Her gathering by her side
until dies
It was another of
prophecy
Those believers
submerging in their

Did they really think deeds
justified abysmal
all the human needs
A of indulgence!

with egomania
vampires Transylvania
spiritual
to ashes...

Obsessed their morbidity
the of stupidity
nothing but sheer faggery
A of common sense!

madness turned to matricide
religious of cyanide
We your 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 witches back 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 back from the dead