Luyện nghe bài hát Send More Paramedics - This Is The Place Of Wailing And The Gnashing Of Teeth

Cast into this outer
Blighted wasteland and stark
Cowering this black sun
Shelterless, to run

Exiles the light
out in this place to die
From out of this we cry
But is no reply

This is the of wailing and the gnashing of teeth
Dimension of the where the waking dead are tortured with an endless grief
Zone of a sleepless that will find no relief
A desert of where unhallowed souls stumble choking with a thirst that will never cease

Bloodshot vision, curse
Doomed to wander this bleak
Wretched rejects, worthless
Ripped untimely our graves

from the light
Left out in place to die
From out of this we cry
But there is no

Grind your

is the place of wailing and the gnashing of teeth
Dimension of the damned where the waking dead are tortured with an grief
Endless of abjection and the absence of light
A oubliette where demented shades are locked up in eternal night

bound
World
End