Luyện nghe bài hát Army Of The Dead

warm and safe at home, at the telly
eyes are open wide and still they're blind
puppets of a
a they take for granted
they live a life someone else controls

why do they wonder
above and pulling strings

addicted to the
of dreaming
slaves to the harlots they never have
at work
all for their
ready to be for a little more

victims of the
of the evil
standing of being nil
hanging on the
of the evil
time will lead 'em to Hell

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

at the church
repenting for their
speaking words of to pagan lords
of belief
in African
banking fees are killing more deeds

victims of the
children of the
standing of being nil
hanging on the
creatures of the
will lead 'em back to Hell

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

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 of Death

aliger
fulgores gloriae
et
cupiditatum