Luyện nghe bài hát Absynthe

To gather the coffin nails
And follow the trail of the
To search the pearls and the
-the passion you in the game (called life)

Brought the lost years to harvest
The virgin-white of our discontent
Black shepherd, false
The of wars long gone still aflame
In his frozen

For we no care
For the that lie beneath
We no know how
And our bastard sons
All in the sake of

Smothered in delirious
We cling to the of a lesser god
Bemused by utopian of heaven
We choke in the laughter of pain

A faade from generation to generation
Until the day we have no lies to live

"And the stricken with disease poison themselves
with blood-wine and feast on the smouldering ashes of
Absinthe - green of despair
Take me on a journey to the rim of the earth

Oh liquid at the bottom
Of the carafe
Whose hypnotic shatter our dreams
In the of a new reality

Burn the flag of a gone
As we a toast to damnation

[music by : Brinkman / / Luppens Lyrics by : Soffner]