Luyện nghe bài hát What A Horrible Night To Have A Curse

This twisted wretched place
By the darks of hell
In dreams of beyond the bounds
Of a witch's spell

the doors surely are locked
When the sun to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim light
Beyond the of day

Liars line the at dawn
Watchful are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred
To be unleashed the council of hell

Blood flows down the streets at
Where cry out for flesh
a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby
With the forms of the dead

Unholy inversion of
Twisting the faith of the meek hate
Driven by the dark one
To bring fourth the foul he speaks

The undead are us
At dawn they shrink back to their beds
dance by night and drink the blood
Of a child's neck

His spires are taller
Still their shadows throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep the weaker minds of man

the tower never go the horrors multiply
The gears can mince the strongest
Leaving paralyzed
The flow with poison, the sands swallow you whole
The ghouls roam this darkened wood
Are for your throat

Unholy inversion of
Twisting the faith of the meek hate
Driven by the dark one
To bring the foul biddings he speaks

The are among us
At dawn they shrink back to their silken
They by night and drink the blood
Of a child's broken

His spires are growing
Still shadows spreading throughout the land
Freeing the evils sleep within the weaker minds of man