Luyện nghe bài hát Werewolves On The Hunt

Deep in the forest
In nights when stops blowing
And the moon hides its face

Spit out of evil
infants, night's black agents
Then starts a bloody race

fog leads you astray
Watch out, you've lost way
You're cold, feeling ill

The mob of beasts are
They scent your sweaty
They're doomed to hunt, to kill

Dont't look back, they follow tracks
You can them growl and grunt
Start to run, the chase has just
There are on the hunt

You're on the wood-ground
You're stumbling and you down
Thorny scratch your face

Get up and on running
Get up and on running
No to flee their cold embrace

Don't back.....

Deep in the misty
In nights when wind stops
And the moon hides its face

The sound of bones
Echos nightmare's home
lost your life at Satan's race

Don't back.....