Luyện nghe bài hát Zombies, March

Welcome once
To the pit, my friends
so glad you could attend
Come and die, and die

Yes, the pit of horror, here
As sick as is queer
It's purpose crinkly clear, here

I, I
I, I

I, I, I lead the zombie
They, they, they are my slaves
These creatures, well, shall never harm me
Well, I saved them from far beyond the

Lid on coffin
was foretold
Barrel, box or sack
deep, they still come back

Beyond the world of
Beneath the of time
The zombies rise and curse the
They curse the and they bite

You find it
I find it charming
They way the
They explode the ground

I found it
The we were raising
And the pile of bodies
a molten-nipple mound

I, I
Your life is yet un-death found

The pit of horror
Has a bloody to tell
The bloody pit of holy
Oh, motherfucking, what the

I, the pit of horror, I

I, I lead the army
I, I lead the army
I, I lead the army
I, I, they are my slaves
My sweetest

The zombie king, he alone
The king, he has no throne
a never ending hunger
And a hole that be filled
By the of victims
From the he has killed

Who have all passed beneath the
To transform living dead
And swell his martial
Who would have thought
You could teach them to drive
Drive through banks, zombies, march

The zombie king, he calls his
Der is coming soon
The filthy fiend wall-to-wall
And this is a big

The of the underworld
Are an imposing
But zombies are my sweetest
As long as they get

Vampires, they fucking
You know because gay
werewolves, what a joke
They've sure seen days

Zombie king, don't a damn
'Cause he already
though his followers
Are nincompoops and

Zombies,