Luyện nghe bài hát The Pestilence

Cemetery of writhing flesh of death
Skulls and bones are
Corpses, limbs and carnage
Massacre and crime is

The world is living in pain and
The have stopped believing
Survive or escape there is no
Death of all cultures is

There must be a parasite in brains
Terror is their aim
Gods of war and fallen
for it in times of decay

A of the unity of the undead
Has reached the souls
Middle time of the pestilence
of unreached thrones

The

The omen has over the world
Since has begun
A and a sword
And endless of hate and desolation

In minds and in souls and brains
is only decaying
A shame to who lived by the rules
Death of all is near

Worms and rats your brain
You stare at the sun as you
Pray for help but stupid 'cause you know
There no help for you

Death draws and you fear
The smell of
But you've got no chance to
You die in hell

the screams of children around you
No one cares about that
rules the decayed land
The master is all the time