Luyện nghe bài hát Lucifer

Nominem despicamur, denegamus nostram originem.
Spiritus domini atque deceptoris preces perdiderunt.
At once, he
The scenery waste and wild,
A horrible, on all sides round,
Flam'd ; and there the light
only to discover sights of woe.
Regions of Sorrow, doleful shades, peace
And can never dwell ; hope never comes,
That comes to all ; but without end
Still urges, and a deluge, fed
ever-burning sulpur unconsum'd.

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