Luyện nghe bài hát Coffinfeeder

Exhume the rotted
graves but not for wealth
Cloaked in moldy rags, hunting
Decrepit from hell

Invade the sacred tombs, search for
Embalmed days before
Ancient body stealers again
A fresh corpse beyond the

From the ground they
the grave
When the die
It's them not God meet

the rotted body and [Incomprehensible] more
Craving ooze blood
Gray coffinfeeders seeking carrion
Eat the old last

Fiendish are chewing scraps of meat
inside the tomb
Roy messengers from beyond
Bring the doom

From the ground they
Plundering the
the faithful die
It's them, not God they

Unholy creatures swarming the
for mouthfuls of flesh
Invading the tombs of the recently buried, to

Starvation of sated tonight
Foraging consume
hunger awakened again

Strengthened by blood, the attack
Septic from the grave
If living approach they are too

Fragments of nourish the pack
Fresh entrails they
The coffin is torn
The zombies start to

From the they rise
Plundering the
When the die
It's them, not God meet