Luyện nghe bài hát Witchhunt

Eleanor Picks up the
Rice in the
Where a has been
Lives in a Waits at the
Window Wearing the face
She in a jar by the door
Who is it

All the people
Where do they all come
All the people
do they all belong?

Father Writing the
of a sermon that no one
Will hear No one comes
at him working Darning
His socks in the when
nobody there
What does he

All the lonely
Where do they all from?
All the lonely
Where do they all

Ah, at all
The people
Ah, at all
The people

Eleanor Died in the
and was buried along
With her name came
Father McKenzie the
from his hands as he walks
From the No one was saved

All the people
Where do they all from?
All the lonely
do they all belong?

Ah, at all
The people
Ah, at all
The people