🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Song Of The Forlorn Son - Insomnium

 Song Of The  Son
 
 Wretched is my lot here, mirthless  my fate
 Alone to face the cruel  endure the dreary cold
 What is there to hope for, what  there to seek
 For  forsaken child, for this forlorn son
 
 Whose sins am I now  for?
 Whose  am I forced to undo?
 
 So echoes my tune through these darkling 
 Above the frozen streams resounds  song
  these sullen trees will hearken to me
 Only  hills ever hear my call
 
 What is there to hope for,  is there to seek
  this forsaken child, for this forlorn son
 For this embittered man, for this grim 
 
  I find in the light of the pale moon
 My comfort in the night the murmur of  trees
 Now I set forth without  glancing back
 It is time to make my own way  the dusk