Luyện nghe bài hát Zombies, March

Welcome once
To the bloody pit, my
We're so glad you could
Come and die, 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, they are my slaves
These creatures, well, they never harm me
Well, I saved them from far the grave

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

Beyond the of life
Beneath the scroll of
The zombies and curse the light
curse the living and they bite

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

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

I, I
Your life is lost yet un-death

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

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

Who have all passed the earth
To transform living dead
And his martial ranks
Who ever have thought
You could teach to drive tanks?
Drive through banks, zombies, march

The zombie king, he his troops
Der is coming 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 long as they get

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

king, don't give a damn
'Cause he rules
Even though his
Are nincompoops and

Zombies,