Luyện nghe bài hát Remorse Is For The Dead

The dirty Lord of the manor surveys his domain
Too many raising hell, worked a little all too well
a monument to denial and excess
Sunk so low, crawled so far back there's left to regress

If these could talk, they would tell a horror story
Never-ending winter, and infidelity
Shadows through broken panes
Careless words that are filled hate
Just enough to it together, never enough to make it work

All the here are forked
We are a hailstorm of glass, follow the path of least expectance
A huge stinking pile of

Pile it and higher
Light the match, the fire
this place until nothing's left,
And us with it

Surroundings are
Crack of dawn brings but pain
Resentment steadily grows, laughing in the
Full throttle to fail, pedal to the metal asleep at the wheel
We are the ones, welcome home

it higher and higher
Light the match, the fire
Level this place until left,
And take us it

Poisoned and bloody antidote
Violence is not and aberration, it's a rule dying the pale
Your beatings will continue until' my morale
I don't hate you, I'm removing an enemy
is for the dead

I'm just removing an
Remorse is for the dead, my
Remorse is for the dead, for dead, for dead, for