Luyện nghe bài hát We are the Witches

A at night
A knock-knock on the
Dressed in a red
Her eyes with delight
The she's been waiting for
finally
Sister's for her
the stars are shining bright

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

A came over us again
striking down my
The priest a scatterbrain
My for it, Mister!

The churchyard it came down
The king of kings: A clown
The prior in the eiderdown
and I had to witness!

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

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

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

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

What once seemed
has turned dispensible
of being nonsensical
We have been basted!

But now we've come to
the of alibis
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 back from the dead

See me, I am
and it's your
to proud and strong
Come dance with the
We've been 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 from the dead

Up on the she peers
down by the sea she
Her sisters by her side
until dies
It was another of
prophecy
Those faithful
in their agony

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

with egomania
vampires from
pyromania
to ashes...

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

Their turned to matricide
religious of cyanide
We your suicide:
Your 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 back from the