Luyện nghe bài hát Zombies, March

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

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

I, I
I, I

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

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

Beyond the of life
Beneath the of time
The rise and curse the light
curse the living and they bite

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

I found it
The dead we were
And the stinking of bodies
a molten-nipple mound

I, I
Your life is lost yet found

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

I, the pit of horror, I

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

The king, he walks alone
The zombie king, he has no
Just a never hunger
And a that can't be filled
By the of victims
the living he has killed

Who have all beneath the earth
To into living dead
And his martial ranks
Who ever have thought
You teach them to drive tanks?
Drive tanks through banks, zombies,

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

The creatures of the
Are an bunch
But are my sweetest slaves
As long as they get

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

Zombie king, don't give a
'Cause he rules
though his followers
Are nincompoops and

Zombies,