🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dead Winter Days - Agalloch

 There lies a beauty behind forbidden  doors
 A beauty so rare and pure, it  make human eyes bleed and burn...
 
 ...She killed herself in the 
 
 I am the unmaker, I  death to the beautiful dawn
 With pillor,  and a legion of dying angels...
 
 ...I  myself in the spring...
 
 A grim bough had hung me 
 I sank the fires  the Sol
  nightfall reigns
 
 I oppose the 
 I  the storms
 with a sword I wield with 
  shot down the sun with bow and flame
  for the dead winter
 
 I am  unmaker
 The  ending
 I...die...
  damn you the dead winters...