Luyện nghe bài hát Murdertrain A Comin'

Here comes the soul collecting train of murder
It longs to your putrid blackened soul away from you

Your face will leave rotting head, in the early morning
Your guts will your corpse, your spine will break and crack in two

It cannot be
The train is by chopped bodies
with sorrow
There is no

Ticket is life
by a knife
Called the murder
of pain

Oh yeah, you know what I'm about

There is no but death
Your is just
A murder train

Now play me blues