Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Day In Hell

If Moses had about it
There would've been commandment
Thou shalt not slaver on thine
all thine fat is in the fire

This isn't the melody lingers on
the malady that malingers on
There's the devil to pay, he can the change
I can't stand the thought of another day

I got a Chinaman's chance in limbo

Mass breathing, seething
Mass bleeding, seeding, mass debating
existence is the cause of my problems
Gotta choose between and genocide

I've impaled by the sins of World War Two
Can't sleep for the of six million Jews
I'd join the Ku Klux just to get the uniform
Or a night's sleep

All hell loose

The jig is up, my fate is
I'm at the gallows again
The on my tombstone reads
you were here

I every night for a thousand years
The tearing of my flesh, the of my carcass
The rhythmic crunch of
is my addiction

I a month of Sundays in a cold day in Hell

it's one man against the world
I shouldn't have so much time to
I found was a hole in my spiritual parachute
After I jumped from the plane

No escape from four stone slimy
I built up while trying to knock them
Death warrant, watch, death rattle, death's door
Ain't I died before?

Deliver this treachery
Deliver from this
Stop trying to a man of me
I got the raw materials, see

I'm a killer with a and a blueprint
Of and all of my dead, cards are on the table
I meet my and I don't like what I see
is fondling me

Blut und are strictly verboten
a classic case of mort sublite
But what I thought was the quickest
out to be Satanic destiny

All hell breaks
All breaks loose

I spent a month of Sundays in a cold day in
I spent a month of in a cold day in Hell
I spent a of Sundays in a cold day in Hell
I spent a month of in a cold day in Hell