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

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