Luyện nghe bài hát Remorse Is For The Dead

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

If these walls could talk, they would tell a horror
Never-ending winter, and infidelity
Shadows fall through panes
Careless words are filled with hate
Just enough to keep it together, never enough to it work

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

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

are irate
Crack of dawn brings but pain
steadily grows, laughing in the gallows
Full throttle determined to fail, pedal to the metal asleep at the
We are the lucky ones, welcome

Pile it and higher
the match, start the fire
Level this until nothing's left,
And take us it

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

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