Luyện nghe bài hát Incinerator

Skeletons built to in concrete
Like tombstones in barren lands
so strong in reflection
Against the grey sky

suburbs are full of zombies
Infected by plague and boils
scent of the rotting ones
The decaying remains of a time

Children of coffins
Awaiting to be sincerely
Bones are by machinery
Their dust will be by the storm

Inexhaustible of graveyards
to a life of rats
Overwhelmed by torment
The ones above are at you

Children of suburban
to be ground into sand
Hopes are being crushed by
Their souls are across the land