Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Day In Hell

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

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

I got a Chinaman's chance in limbo

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

been impaled by the sins of World War Two
Can't for the skins of six million Jews
I'd join the Ku Klan just to get the uniform
Or a good sleep

All breaks loose

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

I died every night for a years
The of my flesh, the thud of my carcass
The crunch of bone
Crucifixion is my

I spent a of Sundays in a cold day in Hell

When it's one man against the
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 slimy walls
I built up while trying to them down
warrant, death watch, death rattle, death's door
Ain't I died before?

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

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

Blut und Boten are verboten
It's a classic case of mort
But what I was the quickest solution
Turned out to be destiny

All hell loose
All hell loose

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