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

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