Luyện nghe bài hát Silver (the Hunger)

Silver was a rounder a wicked reputation
Music was his magic and his rolled in one
It's said he charmed the fairest of this world's fairest maidens
Quick as mercury and slippery as a song

Winding a river through a thirsty world of strangers
Carving out a legend in a forsaken land
Silver took his pleasures just as as he gave them
'Cause eyes weren't quick enough for Silver's flashing hands

once upon escaping from the world of silk and shadows
Sudden growin' sicker of the and the shame
He stumbled onto something real that like a candle
And lookin' backwards, he surrendered to the flame

Because hunger, is the surface, of a pool of sadness
Silver pale reflection of a deeper below
Mystery and magic are the holy forms of
as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul

Silver instinctively within her soft defenses
Soon unfolding mysteries never seen before
And an ancient need, she slipped inside his senses
And Silver took it easy as the of a door

Then soon he touched the secret fears she'd hidden her sorrows
Darker than her raven hair and than her eyes
And dared to try to lead her to the sunlight her shadows
Following the line her laughter and her lies

But Silver left his magic with the legend abandoned
Love had stripped him naked of illusion and it's
Then one long night her changing mind took to a stranger
And morning found her in the golden stranger's arms

Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened of sadness
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need
Mystery and magic are the forms of madness
Sacred as the ecstasy slumbers in your soul

stared in silence at the tangled scene before him
Time was burning in the oceans of his eyes
And sadly turning backwards to the world that he'd
He donned the shining mantle of deception and

Slowly, with the patience born of desperation
Silver his way into the darkness of her mind
through her conscience like a chance she might have taken
Sadder than the shadows of the love never find

And Silver's spell was stronger than the softly smiling
Whose star was burning smaller in the light of day
And Silver her hand again, a wiser man, but sadder
Ready for the stranger who steal her love away

Because hunger, is the surface, of a darkened of sadness
Silver pale reflection of a deeper need
Mystery and are the holy forms of madness
Sworn to free the ecstasy slumbers in your soul