Luyện nghe bài hát Witch Hunt

The night is without a moon
The air is and still
The vigilantes on
The lonely, torchlit

Features distorted, in the light
Faces are and grotesque
Silent and in the sweltering night
Mob like demons possessed

Quiet in conscience, in their right
Confident ways are best

The righteous rise with burning
Of and ill-will
fed on fear and lies
To beat and and kill

They say there are strangers who us
Our and infidels
They say there is too dangerous
In our theaters and shelves

Those who know what's for us
Must rise and save us ourselves

Quick to judge, to anger
to understand
Ignorance and
And fear hand in hand