Luyện nghe bài hát Better to Reign in Hell

Better to reign in

Heart in hand passed to the clasp of
In a lowland that set bad blood in veins
Burning, like penal fires to strain
The skyline braced with crosses

The golden
Lay lost to where
Emboldened
Made bed with toppled stones

He closed his
Sunken to there of crow-black skies
And a great empty throne
stalked the bilious fogs that balked his visions

He licked the from the cheeks of the wry
And drifted back to when his its target
The sneer of Michael on a high
Of angel and virtue by his side

Better to in hell

Drowning in the
That downfall seemed like
Though blurred passed
As in high places laughed

Moved to mirrors cracked heavy lines
He rose snow blind, through shifting of time
Erased the trace and of bitter wines
The grapes of wrath grew fat on the

She to him
A whip of tantrums
Thrashed on skins
lines her wishbone henge

Her was sin, a warming spurt of mantras
Splashed on occult tongues that whispered sweet
For the shame of crawl from grace
and hollow as the grave

And for a rape and ruinous
Spared for souls that shared worship
For now their throats coated with dirge
That poured from to the pits below

to reign in hell

Drowning in the
A wretched scream like
Died at last the rising of the revenant dark
All sharpened claws and blunt

I shall bow no to the dogs of the Lord
Tearing at my carcass
I fall to my knees only at the keyholes
Of slipping into bondage masks
Freewill made me to reign in hell

And with new wings and spoken
He took to things that would the world
The of both woman and man
For a bastard plan

Better to reign in

Drowning out the
Fool fates unwound cruel
Beneath the
That staggered the blast