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 trail of
to me
If I am
Then you see

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

A of sickness
to me
If I am
Then you see

There another
hands released the blade
Insane at the drop
of death before me

Lose all to save a
At your peril it's
And your demons
As becomes a jest
You are the stock
Of the absinthe
Confession in your mouth
And long fevers reappear

helpless
And in the light
on a prayer
Pacing deserted roads to
A of hope

They are the
Rotten inside and never well
are sucking, thieving from my source
Tired boughs reaching for the

all false pretension
Harlequin
Awaiting redemption for a
As they die
With no one by side
Are forgiven?

determination
Poisoning the
beast inside
(Claiming) Claiming sovereign

And now the are burning
Tearing asunder
blackened remains
Still smoldering.