🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In The Groves Of Death - Insomnium

 In the  of a grey day, a bleak day
 I strayed into the dim  of the hallowed trees
 Where the fir-trees whisper of those  those gone
 Where the sacred earth still hides all those we  loved
 
 “O father, hear these words, your  is not made for this world
 Faint-hearted and careworn, into this vile life  was hurled
 In the woods the fiends  I swear I heard the demons neigh
  the seashore I espy the dreadful void under the tides”
 
  with this life, these cares
  moment I am waiting for the worst to come my way
 Dark berry from my mother’s womb;  frail one
 I was affrighted at my birth, bewildered  the start
 
 Better it  be to stay in the shades
 In  thicket of the dead, in the groves of death
 Here I would lie to the  of the days
 
 “Hear me now, my hapless 
 Warn  all yours fears
 Make good use of  brief days
 Life may be grim but  is more austere
 By  you sit and wait
 By yourself you will have time to 
 
 “In these lowly 
 No moon will beam, no sun will 
 In  narrow rooms
 No tears  seen, no laughter heard”
 
 At  dawn of a quiet day
 I  from the woods, returned to the hearth
 And  a restful mind I roamed
 The dreary shores,  darkling wilds
 Greeting all  days that befall
 Taking life as it