🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Song Of The Forlorn Son - Insomnium

 Song  The Forlorn Son
 
 Wretched is my lot  mirthless is my fate
 Alone to face the cruel  endure the dreary cold
 What is there to hope  what is there to seek
  this forsaken child, for this forlorn son
 
 Whose sins am  now atoning for?
 Whose  am I forced to undo?
 
 So echoes my  through these darkling shaws
 Above  frozen streams resounds my song
 Only these sullen trees  hearken to me
 Only snow-bound hills ever  my call
 
 What is there to hope for, what is there to 
 For this forsaken child,  this forlorn son
  this embittered man, for this grim castaway
 
 Solace I find in the light of the  moon
 My comfort in the night the murmur  the trees
 Now I set  without ever glancing back
 It is time to make my own  through the dusk