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 purpose crinkly clear,

I, I
I, I

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

Lid on coffin
was foretold
Barrel, box or bloody
Planted deep, they still come

the world of life
Beneath the of time
The zombies and curse the light
They curse the living and bite

You it alarming
I find it quite
way the dead
They from the ground

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

I, I
Your is lost yet un-death found

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

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 be filled
By the of victims
From the living he has

Who have all passed beneath the
To transform living dead
And swell his martial
Who ever have thought
You could them to drive tanks?
Drive tanks banks, zombies, march

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

The of the underworld
Are an imposing
But zombies are my sweetest
As long as they get

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

king, don't give a damn
'Cause he already
though his followers
Are and boobs

Zombies,