Luyện nghe bài hát Something Diabolical

Eventide rise for
With the thrill of a vengefully the engine will
Roar forth the dead leave forced
by fear shift gears veer towards

The equipped swift these
Failed bids breathed taillights the crypt
Reflect the way beyond redemption
Let the beckon for the destined

Blessed when first lent sin condemned to bear the burden
Of this curse the consequence of which can never be
Each tormented that is made in vain
To evade debt which is certain to be paid

Without question is met with a counter surge
In reverse as if back-masked words of the mass were
All heard by a clutch
Over blazed to the western gates

Heaven may be running on empty yet the rides
Heaven may be on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on yet the devil rides
Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the side
Something

Idle are bound for the
Damned once Sam went down to
Speed was forged of the salt
Mined from the vaults of flame by the

Named as those sought as faults beneath
The wrong that was from the tired screech
Of halted engulfed in the scent of exhaustion
A false witness with the end is brought

To bended knees abandoned belief in
The mephistophelian plea for unleashed sends
Heed to reap grim an infernally decreed
Vested in the fallen creed called on to

Meed with the fueled of deprived intervention
The calm that comes from the rattle of descension
Numbs the panicked a havoc that reeks of oil
Barreling this mortal coil

may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil
Hell burns by turns her pillow to the cooler side
Something

Tonight to him, tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him, tonight to him
To him, to him, to him