Luyện nghe bài hát The Hidden Ache

Bitter child, with your dreams tugged around you
The so cold, they are mine
With the prospects they you
My ache is
In read lights I see you, and hate

About you found me
hand in mine
In dark rooms we're
Through times

All hail to the forgotten
took me equally with kings
So learning, soon becoming my pupil
In the darkness I'll you
I'll you man

In moistful mornings through the only
Stating I never want wings
Never argue, never
from mine the hidden ache

Do to realize all the questions you may have