Luyện nghe bài hát Lucifer

Nominem despicamur, denegamus nostram originem.
domini atque verba deceptoris preces perdiderunt.
At once, he
The dismal scenery and wild,
A dungeon horrible, on all round,
Flam'd ; and the pale light
Served only to discover of woe.
Regions of Sorrow, doleful shades, peace
And rest can never ; hope never comes,
That comes to all ; but without end
urges, and a fiery deluge, fed
With ever-burning unconsum'd.

--"Thou, Hell,
Receive thy new ;
One who can a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven,
He whom thunder made greater!
I am Lucifer."