Luyện nghe bài hát Remorse Is For The Dead

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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