Luyện nghe bài hát Epilogue

And as they say, grief is only to possess.
The rotting body in ancient clothes
is left with a wave of the hand.
I gone away. The bed is cold and empty.
bend their boughs toward the earth.
And nighttime birds float as faces.
It was the reaching out through the mirror.
and scarred by life...
the luring eyes, you had seen.
You have nothing to find.
You have more to loose.
The season drifts over the land.
They huddle in the corners.
Some settle for less.
The were all empty, asleep.
Long awaiting king.
Beckoning the bend.
Amidst the forest one hear that I had been there.
Draped within a fate I not change,
and always welcoming EPILOGUE.