Luyện nghe bài hát Reverie/Harlquin Forest

Into the
Past grounds
And away from my home
Baying me
I the hounds
Flock's to find me alone

A trail of
to me
If I am
you will see

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

A of sickness
to me
If I am
Then you see

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

Lose all to save a
At your peril justified
And dismiss demons
As death a jest
You are the stock
Of the absinthe
stuck in your mouth
And long fevers reappear

Nocturnally
And weak in the
Depending on a
deserted roads to find
A seed of

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

It's all false
forest
Awaiting for a lifetime
As die alone
no one by their side
Are they

determination
Poisoning the
beast inside
(Claiming) Claiming control

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