Luyện nghe bài hát Werewolves On The Hunt

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

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

Thick fog leads you
Watch out, lost your way
feeling cold, feeling ill

The mob of beasts are
They scent sweaty body
They're doomed to hunt, born to

Dont't look back, follow your tracks
You can hear them and grunt
Start to run, the chase has just
are werewolves on the hunt

You're staggering on the
You're stumbling and you fall
Thorny scratch your face

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

look back.....

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

The of crackin' bones
Echos nightmare's home
You've lost your at Satan's race

look back.....