Luyện nghe bài hát Army Of The Dead

warm and at home, staring at the telly
their eyes are open wide and still blind
puppets of a
a life they take for
they live a that someone else controls

why do they wonder
who's and pulling strings

addicted to the
of dreaming
slaves to the harlots they will have
prostitutes at
all for career
ready to be betray for a more

of the wheel
children of the
standing proud of nil
hanging on the
of the evil
time will lead 'em back to

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

at the church
repenting for their
speaking words of faith to lords
profession of
in starvation
banking are killing more than deeds

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

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

they're round and around
and spending their in the Army of the Dead
they keep around and around
and die day by day
for the Master of

daemon
fulgores gloriae
et
cupiditatum