🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

 Still searching for my way,  right way to be
 still  what I've done
 I'm still thinking what I've said, still  from within
  all that I know is still not enough
 
 I'm being held by the one shadow tormenting  soul
 the curving neck of a 
 the slow  of a birds head
 
 So white  plumes and feathers
 its  like the moon in water
 silent  tranquil it moves
 on the  in the calm
 
  wander back on familiar roads
 I sense the marks I left  the hills
 I see the cuts and  of my deeds
 they make  muse on life
 
 Up  hill and the mountain
 I look  I look down
  flows the River of Death
 and here the wind in my