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

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