Luyện nghe bài hát Better to Reign in Hell

Better to reign in

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

The dawn
Lay lost to where
thorns
Made their bed with toppled

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

He the spittle from the cheeks of the wry
And drifted to when his stung its target
The of Michael on a glorious high
Of angel dust and by his side

Better to in hell

in the past
That downfall seemed yesterday
Though blurred passed
As enemies in places laughed

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

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

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

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

Better to reign in

Drowning in the
A scream like yesterday
Died at last with the rising of the revenant
All claws and blunt discharge

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

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

to reign in hell

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