🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Unmourned - Insomnium

 When the  get shorter
  winter draws near
 All that  was fair
 Withers and 
  of despair
 Breeding  darkness
  from desolation
 Decaying  sanity
 
  I would die away, drown in misery
  on these tears, who would mourn me
  one to light the candle, or weep on the grave
 If I'd be gone  die of this grief
 
 ...Forever gone...
 
  you kiss me goodbye
 And hold me  your arms
 If you were here with 
 Heading  the dark
 
 The  runs black
 Through these  woods
 I  down by the water
 Wash my stained 
 I let the  take me
 Carry  from here
 To where  feel nothing
  no pain can reach me