Luyện nghe bài hát Zombies, March

Welcome once
To the pit, my friends
so glad you could attend
Come and die, and die

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

I, I
I, I

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

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

the world of life
Beneath the scroll of
The zombies rise and curse the
curse the living and they bite

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

I it amazing
The we were raising
And the pile of bodies
a molten-nipple mound

I, I
Your life is yet un-death found

The pit of horror
Has a bloody to tell
The bloody pit of holy
Oh, motherfucking, what the

I, the pit of horror, I

I, I lead the zombie
I, I lead the army
I, I lead the zombie
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 can't be
By the of victims
From the living he has

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

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

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

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

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

Zombies,