Luyện nghe bài hát Massacrion

The acrid of rotten flesh travels fast
Along the earth
The corpses dangle sickly from the razor
Us against them, the and the rats
to die, wounded mounting in piles of
Moaning, writhing, life
Nightmares by endless explosions
Young and old recruits over the top
Insanity now we survive, inhumanity the rule of
No defense and all
We in groups eventually one by one

Contorted view of and loss
A horrid reminder in that
We have no relief until a
always seems so far away

Burn Run

Contorted of survival and loss
A reminder in that smell
We have no until a leave
That always seems so far

Us them, the rain and the rats
to die, wounded mounting in piles of
Moaning, writhing, life
Nightmares spawned by explosions
Young and old recruits scramble the top

Burn Run
Hide Die

The

The king not his pawns
He worries instead of his
sides have their rooks and knights
And the bishops and sit back and laugh

We die for
We die for no one
No one will
No one will at all