Luyện nghe bài hát Zombies, March

Welcome gain
To the pit, my friends
We're so glad you attend
Come and die, and die

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

I, I
I, I

I, I, I the zombie army
They, they, they are my sweetest
creatures, well, they shall never harm me
Well, I saved them far beyond the grave

Lid on coffin
Return was
Barrel, box or sack
Planted deep, they still back

the world of life
Beneath the of time
The zombies and curse the light
They curse the and they bite

You find it
I find it quite
They way the
They from the ground

I it amazing
The dead we raising
And the pile of bodies
Formed a mound

I, I
Your life is yet un-death found

The pit of horror
Has a tale to tell
The bloody pit of holy
Oh, motherfucking, the hell?

I, the pit of horror, I

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

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

Who have all beneath the earth
To transform into living
And his martial ranks
Who would have thought
You could teach them to tanks?
Drive through banks, zombies, march

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

The creatures of the
Are an bunch
But zombies are my sweetest
As as they get lunch

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

Zombie king, don't a damn
he already rules
Even though his
Are and boobs

Zombies,