Luyện nghe bài hát Witches Dance

A black cloath of wisdom
To ride the night in fullmoon's
The wind has it's whisper-like humming
It's before the storm

so vast and beautiful its shades
Witnessing the of those once human
Now just bleak of before
Shall become what they've foreseen

Why do they gather to that dance?
the darkened bonfires glance
dance...

"Oh, winds, give me thine strength
give me mighty storms
I am the whom the light shall dread...
Enchantress the heathen north"

Again it's the of the summoning
A woman is with ravenwings
To fly the skies so bright
And to land where the seas their might

Paths lead to the darkest woods
See cast their mourning spells
For those not what is grace
Shall not die witches' embrace