Luyện nghe bài hát Coffinfeeder

Exhume the rotted
Robbing graves but not for
Cloaked in moldy rags, hunting
Decrepit things hell

Invade the sacred tombs, for food
Embalmed five before
Ancient stealers raid again
A fresh corpse beyond the

From the ground rise
the grave
When the die
It's them not God meet

the rotted body and [Incomprehensible] more
Craving ooze blood
Gray coffinfeeders seeking carrion
Eat the old ones

Fiendish ghouls are scraps of meat
Found the tomb
Roy veiled messengers beyond
Bring the doom

From the they rise
Plundering the
the faithful die
It's them, not God they

Unholy creatures the coffin
Fighting for of flesh
Invading the of the recently buried, to feast

Starvation of aeons sated
Foraging ghouls
Ancient hunger awakened

Strengthened by blood, the attack
Septic beats from the
If living approach they are too

Fragments of nourish the pack
Fresh they crave
The coffin is open
The zombies to consume

From the they rise
Plundering the
the faithful die
It's them, not God meet