Luyện nghe bài hát Zombies, March

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

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

I, I
I, I

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

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

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

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

I found it
The dead we raising
And the stinking of bodies
Formed a mound

I, I
Your is lost 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 lead the zombie
I, I the zombie army
I, I lead the zombie
I, I, are my sweetest slaves
My sweetest

The king, he walks alone
The king, he has no throne
a never ending hunger
And a hole that can't be
By the centuries of
From the living he has

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

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

The creatures of the
Are an imposing
But zombies are my slaves
As long as they get

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

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

Zombies,