Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Day In Hell

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

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

I ain't got a Chinaman's in limbo

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

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

All hell breaks

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

I died every night for a thousand
The of my flesh, the thud of my carcass
The rhythmic of bone
is my addiction

I spent a month of Sundays in a day in Hell

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

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

from this treachery
Deliver from agony
Stop to make 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 maker and I don't what I see
Medusa is me

Blut und Boten are strictly
It's a case of mort sublite
But I thought was the quickest solution
out to be Satanic destiny

All hell breaks
All breaks loose

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