Luyện nghe bài hát Coffinfeeder

Exhume the rotted
Robbing but not for wealth
Cloaked in moldy rags, dead
Decrepit things hell

the sacred tombs, search for food
Embalmed days before
Ancient stealers raid again
A fresh beyond the door

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

Consume the rotted body and more
Craving ooze blood
Gray skinned coffinfeeders seeking
Eat the old last

Fiendish ghouls are chewing of meat
Found inside the
Roy veiled messengers from
Bring the doom

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

creatures swarming the coffin
Fighting for mouthfuls of
Invading the tombs of the buried, to feast

Starvation of sated tonight
Foraging consume
Ancient hunger awakened

Strengthened by blood, the undead
Septic from the grave
If living approach are devoured too

Fragments of nourish the pack
entrails they crave
The is torn open
The zombies to consume

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