Luyện nghe bài hát Silver (the Hunger)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Slowly, with the born of silent desperation
worked his way into the darkness of her mind
Weaving through her conscience like a chance she might taken
than the shadows of the love she'll never find

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

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