Luyện nghe bài hát Army Of The Dead

warm and safe at home, at the telly
their are open wide and still they're blind
of a show
a life they for granted
they live a life that someone else

why do they never
above and pulling strings

addicted to the
of cyber-sexual
slaves to the harlots will never have
at work
all for their
ready to be betray for a little

of the wheel
children of the
proud of being nil
hanging on the
creatures of the
will lead 'em back to Hell

they're going and around
and their life in the Army of the Dead
they keep spinning and around
and die day by day
for the Master of

Sundays at the
repenting for sinning
speaking words of faith to pagan
of belief
in starvation
banking fees are killing more than

victims of the
children of the
standing proud of nil
on the wheel
creatures of the
time will 'em back to Hell

they're going and around
and spending their life in the Army of the
keep spinning around and around
and die day by day
for the of Death

they're going and around
and spending their life in the Army of the
they keep spinning around and
and die day by day
for the Master of

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