Luyện nghe bài hát The Cabal

I wake up and I feel I was
In a that hardly represents me
Step by step, I all my nightmares
Like a Renoir, I'm painting my life away

you think that I'm not gonna worry
Don't you think that I feel sorry
Soon I'll find my way and let you know

Sitting down in my room I feel so
with lonely eyes at the words
I am laying down with cold
I swallow all the absinthe that you gave me cold winter night

Don't you think that I'm not worry
Don't you think I don't feel sorry
I'll find my way and I'll let you know

I feel a decadent poet to bury his art
Forced to his own heart under the mud of a pigsty
A of murdered broken hearts
Longing for my bitter

you, I have lost you, brother
The strength you hid inside your
Makes me believe I can still live my
I learned from the ashes of the tears I dropped for all years
My is now living, is living for real

I a decadent poet forced to bury his art
Forced to bury his own heart under the mud of a
A cabal of murdered hearts
for my bitter taste