Luyện nghe bài hát Doomsday Stomp

Hint one is
Five letters inscribed
The lips of woman
Asking me for and a thread

To sew her together again

Oh, swollen sore
Oh, insects cries
Oh, they for
Doomsday stomp the skies

A five letter word for the plague
A stick figure dangling stoplight grave
A letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling stoplight grave

A five letter word for the plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight

She forward
And grabs a hold of my
Her wrap around me
Her lungs me as she breathes

The roadkill scent of city

Oh, anthill sore
Oh, desperate cries
Oh, they for
stomp from the skies

A five letter word for the plague
A stick figure dangling from grave
A five letter word for the oncoming
A stick dangling from stoplight grave

This town made its
But spell her own name

Well, a five word for the oncoming plague
A stick dangling from stoplight grave
She can't her own name

Oh, swollen anthill
Oh, insects cries
Oh, they for
Doomsday stomp from the

Oh, swollen sore
Oh, desperate cries
Oh, they for
Doomsday from the skies

A five word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling stoplight grave
A five letter word for the oncoming
A stick figure dangling from stoplight