Luyện nghe bài hát Better to Reign in Hell

Better to in hell

Heart in passed to the clasp of pain
In a dark lowland set bad blood in veins
Burning, like fires roused to strain
The jagged-toothed skyline braced crosses

The golden
Lay lost to mist
thorns
Made their bed with toppled

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

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

Better to in hell

Drowning in the
That downfall like yesterday
Though blurred passed
As enemies in high laughed

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

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

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

And for a rape and scourge
Spared for souls that shared worship
For now their throats notes with dirge
That from 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 and blunt discharge

I shall bow no more to the dogs of the
Tearing at my heart
I shall fall to my knees only at the
Of virtue slipping into masks
Freewill me better to reign in hell

And new wings unfurled and spoken
He to things that would desecrate the world
The seduction of both and man
For a bastard master

Better to in hell

Drowning out the
fates unwound cruel yesterdays
Beneath the
That from the blast