Luyện nghe bài hát Zombies, March

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

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

I, I
I, I

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

Lid on cold
Return was
Barrel, box or bloody
Planted deep, they come 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 it quite charming
way the dead
They from the ground

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

I, I
Your life is lost yet found

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

I, the pit of horror, I

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

The king, he walks alone
The zombie king, he has no
Just a never hunger
And a hole that be filled
By the centuries of
the living he has killed

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

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

The of the underworld
Are an imposing
But zombies are my slaves
As as they get lunch

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

king, don't give a damn
'Cause he already
Even his followers
Are nincompoops and

Zombies,