Luyện nghe bài hát Reverie / Harlequin Forest

Into the
Past grounds
And away from my home
behind me
I the hounds
chasing to find me alone

A of sickness
to me
If I am
Then you see

the darkness
And
I'm away from the sun
Will never
never be at ease
All my expired so I run

falls another
Vapor hands the blade
regrets at the drop
Instruments of before me

all to save a little
At your it's justified
And dismiss demons
As becomes a jest
You are the stock
Of the absinthe
Confessions stuck in mouth
And gone fevers reappear
Nocturnally
And weak in the
on a prayer
Pacing deserted roads to
A of hope

They are the
Rotten pulp inside and well
Roots sucking, thieving from my
Tired boughs for the light

It is all pretension
Harlequin
Awaiting for a lifetime
As they die
With no one by side
Are forgiven?

determination
Poisoning the
Unfettered inside
Claiming control

And now the are burning
Tearing life asunder
Useless blackened
pyre smoldering