🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: And The Great Cold Death Of The Earth - Agalloch

 Life is a clay  on the mantle
  I am shattered on the floor
 Life is a clay urn on the 
 And I am scattered  the floor
 We are the wounds and the great cold death of  earth. . .
 
 "Earth is floating on the  like an island,
 Hanging from  rawhide ropes
 Fastened at the top of the  four directions.
 The ropes are tied to the ceiling of  sky,
  the ropes break, this world will come
 Tumbling down and  living things will fall with it and die. . ."
 
  is a clay urn on the mantle
 And I am  fragments on the floor
 Life is  clay urn on the mantle
 And I am the  on the floor
 We are the wounds and the  cold death of the earth
 Darkness and silence, the light shall  out.