Luyện nghe bài hát Remorse Is For The Dead

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

If walls could talk, they would tell a horror story
winter, violence and infidelity
Shadows fall through broken
Careless words that are filled hate
enough to keep it together, never enough to make it work

All the tongues here are
We are a hailstorm of broken glass, follow the of least expectance
A stinking pile of sick

it higher and higher
Light the match, start the
Level this place until left,
And us with it

Surroundings are
of dawn brings naught but pain
Resentment steadily grows, in the gallows
Full throttle determined to fail, pedal to the metal at the wheel
We are the lucky ones, home

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

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

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