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

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

Where the doors are locked
the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim light
the warmth of day

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

Blood flows the streets at night
Where cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse the woodlands nearby
With the of the walking dead

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

The undead are us
At dawn they back to their silken beds
They by night and drink the blood
Of a broken neck

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

Into the tower go the horrors multiply
The gears can mince the ones
heroes paralyzed
The rivers flow poison, the sands swallow you whole
The ghouls that this darkened wood
Are for your throat

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

The are among us
At dawn they shrink back to silken beds
They by night and drink the blood
Of a broken neck

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