Luyện nghe bài hát Coffinfeeder

Exhume the casket
graves but not for wealth
Cloaked in moldy rags, hunting
Decrepit things from

the sacred tombs, search for food
Embalmed days before
Ancient body raid again
A corpse beyond the door

From the they rise
Plundering the
When the die
them not God they meet

Consume the body and [Incomprehensible] more
Craving maws ooze
Gray skinned coffinfeeders seeking
Eat the old last

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

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

creatures swarming the coffin
Fighting for of flesh
Invading the tombs of the buried, to feast

Starvation of aeons tonight
Foraging consume
Ancient hunger again

by blood, the undead attack
Septic beats the grave
If living approach are devoured too

of corpses nourish the pack
Fresh entrails crave
The coffin is torn
The zombies start to

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