Luyện nghe bài hát Silver (the Hunger)

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

Winding like a through a thirsty world of strangers
Carving out a in a dream forsaken land
Silver took his just as freely as he gave them
'Cause hungry eyes quick enough for Silver's flashing hands

Then upon escaping from the world of silk and shadows
Sudden growin' of the secrets and the shame
He stumbled onto something real that like a candle
And never lookin' backwards, he to the flame

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

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

Then soon he touched the secret she'd hidden with her sorrows
Darker than her raven hair and deeper her eyes
And dared to try to lead her to the from her shadows
Following the line between her and her lies

But Silver left his magic with the legend he'd
Love had stripped him naked of illusion and charms
one long night her changing mind took kindly to a stranger
And morning found her moving in the stranger's arms

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

Silver stared in at the tangled scene before him
Time was burning frozen in the oceans of his
And sadly turning backwards to the world he'd forsaken
He donned the mantle of deception and disguise

Slowly, with the patience born of silent
Silver worked his way into the darkness of her
Weaving through her conscience like a chance she might have
Sadder than the shadows of the she'll never find

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

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