Luyện nghe bài hát Better to Reign in Hell

Better to reign in

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

The dawn
Lay lost to mist
thorns
Made their bed with stones

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

He licked the spittle from the of the wry
And drifted back to when his stung its
The sneer of Michael on a glorious
Of dust and virtue by his side

Better to in hell

in the past
That downfall like yesterday
Though moons passed
As enemies in high places

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

She to him
A little of tantrums
Thrashed on velvet
That lines her henge

Her name was sin, a warming of mantras
Splashed on tongues that whispered sweet revenge
For the of their crawl from grace
and hollow as the grave

And for a and ruinous scourge
Spared for souls that shared God's
For now their coated notes with dirge
That poured parapets to the pits below

Better to reign in

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

I shall bow no to the dogs of the Lord
Tearing at my heart
I shall fall to my knees at the keyholes
Of virtue into bondage masks
Freewill made me better to in hell

And with new unfurled and spoken
He took to things that desecrate the world
The seduction of both and man
For a master plan

Better to reign in

Drowning out the
Fool fates cruel yesterdays
the stars
That from the blast