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

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