Luyện nghe bài hát Reverie/Harlquin Forest

Into the
Past grounds
And further away from my
behind me
I hear the
Flock's 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 rest
Will never be at
All my expired so I run

A of sickness
to me
If I am
you will see

There falls
Vapor hands released the
Insane at the drop
of death before me

Lose all to save a
At your it's justified
And your demons
As death becomes a
You are the stock
Of the absinthe
Confession stuck in your
And long gone fevers

Nocturnally
And weak in the
on a prayer
Pacing deserted roads to
A seed of

are the trees
Rotten pulp and never well
Roots are sucking, from my source
Tired reaching for the light

all false pretension
Harlequin
Awaiting for a lifetime
As they die
no one by their side
Are they

Stark
the soul
Unfettered beast
(Claiming) Claiming sovereign

And now the are burning
Tearing asunder
Useless remains
pyre smoldering.