Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Day In Hell

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

This the melody that lingers on
It's the that malingers on
the devil to pay, he can keep the change
I stand the thought of another cold day

I ain't got a Chinaman's in limbo

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

I've been impaled by the sins of War Two
sleep for the skins 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 stood at the gallows
The on my tombstone reads
Wish you here

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

I spent a of Sundays in a cold day in Hell

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

No escape from four slimy walls
I built up while trying to knock them
Death warrant, death watch, death rattle, death's
I died enough before?

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

I'm a killer with a label and a
Of and all of my dead, cards are on the table
I meet my maker and I like what I see
Medusa is me

Blut und Boten are verboten
It's a case of mort sublite
But what I thought was the quickest
Turned out to be Satanic

All hell breaks
All hell breaks

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