Luyện nghe bài hát Absynthe

To gather the coffin nails
And the trail of the zodiac
To the pearls and the lotus
-the you lost in the game (called life)

Brought back the years to harvest
The winters of our discontent
shepherd, false deemer
The anguish of wars long still aflame
In his eyes

For we no care
For the secrets that lie
We no know how
And banish our bastard
All in the sake of

Smothered in dreams
We cling to the mercy of a god
by utopian visions of heaven
We choke in the drunken laughter of

A faade carried from to generation
Until the day we have no lies left to

"And the angels stricken with disease themselves
blood-wine and feast on the smouldering ashes of yesterday
Absinthe - green master of
me on a glorious journey to the rim of the earth

Oh liquid heaven at the
Of the carafe
Whose hypnotic fumes shatter our
In the wake of a new

the flag of a kingdom gone
As we a toast to damnation

[music by : Brinkman / Soffner / Luppens by : Soffner]