Luyện nghe bài hát Epilogue

And as say, grief is only able to possess.
The rotting body clad in clothes
is left behind with a of the hand.
I gone away. The bed is cold and empty.
Trees their boughs toward the earth.
And birds float as black faces.
It was the hand out through the mirror.
and scarred by life...
the eyes, you had never seen.
You have nothing to find.
You have nothing to loose.
The cold season drifts the land.
They in the brown corners.
would settle for less.
The were all empty, asleep.
Long their king.
Beckoning the bend.
Amidst the forest one would hear that I had there.
Draped a fate I could not change,
and always Winter's EPILOGUE.