Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes Of The Dead

[Music & Lyrics : Christ !]

not dead my fire burns
procession of my worms
heads in and silent moans
rotting cloth on bones

furious yet I ride ease
grand invisions of knees
rolling boulders the sound of
soldiers rot they come under

hear the scream time to die
we ride the sea and the sky
feel the cold rise your
our silhouette is and bleak

severed you felt no slash
mouths are dripping ash
brain is you look so old
hands are numb face is cold

eyes of the dead eyes of the
eyes of the

crusted black face
all are the rats in place
fingers crawl in birth
all is dripping earth

hear the scream it's to die
we the sea and glide the sky
feel the rise your feet
our silhouette is and bleak

severed limbs you felt no
mouths are dripping ash
is dead you look so old
hands are your face is cold