Luyện nghe bài hát Reverie/Harlquin Forest

Into the
meadow grounds
And further away from my
Baying me
I hear the
Flock's chasing to me alone

A of sickness
to me
If I am
you will see

Searching the
And
I'm away from the sun
Will never
never be at ease
All my matter's so I run

A trail of
to me
If I am
Then you see

There falls
Vapor hands released the
regrets at the drop
Instruments of death me

Lose all to a little
At peril it's justified
And your demons
As death a jest
You are the laughing
Of the absinthe
stuck in your mouth
And long gone fevers

Nocturnally
And in the light
Depending on a
Pacing deserted roads to
A seed of

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

It's all pretension
forest
Awaiting for a lifetime
As they die
no one by their side
Are forgiven?

Stark
the soul
Unfettered beast
(Claiming) Claiming control

And now the woods are
Tearing asunder
Useless remains
Still smoldering.