Luyện nghe bài hát Death Voices

Drag your crosses the ground
Pull the to the hound
The we wrecked is going down
The weather is a bitch and she howls

me as you pass by
'Cause you are now and was I
I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, me

Four nails, four
Four riders, four
Bring me famine, me death
me war and pestilence

Throw fists to the ground
by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold plain we made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in

me as you pass by
So you are now, so was I
'Cause I am now, so you be
Prepare for death, me

The sky tears open and it pours blood
The moon turns red and the streets will
Dig up your casket, fill it with
This is the end of the world and we are it home

Four nails, corners
Four riders, four
me famine, bring me death
Bring me war and

Throw your to the ground
Beat by beat as the blows down
This is the plain world we made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in

So yourself 'cause there ain't nothing else
Go on and kill yourself

Four nails, corners
riders and four horses
Four tales, voices
No or corpses

Throw your down to the ground
by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold world we made for ourselves
The bed we is a grave in hell

So kill yourself 'cause there nothing else
Go on and kill yourself