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

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