โหลดเพลง mp3 The Devil & The Huntsman - Sam Lee

The Devil & The Huntsman (魔鬼和猎人) - Daniel Pemberton/Sam Lee
Young man came from hunting faint tired and weary

What does ail my lord my dearie

Oh brother dear let my bed be made

For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade

Men need a man would die as soon

Out of the light of a mage's moon

'Twas not by bolt but yet by blade

Can break the magic that the devil made

'Twas not by fire but was forged in flame

That can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain

This young man he died fair soon

By the light of the hunters' moon

'Twas not by bolt nor yet by blade

Of the berries of the woody nightshade

Oh father dear lie here be safe

From the path that the devil made