🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Descending Winters - Swallow The Sun

 Descending Winters
 
 Out from the north into the 
 Winter  his frozen mouth
 Tearing down  voices of living
 Leaving  buried in ice
 
  wrath of distant clouds
 And the  of the ground, it will come
 Cold  carries the voice of doom
 Singing  for the damned
 
 Descending winters  all lands
 All hope is  in his hands
 Out from the north into  south
  turned his frozen mouth
 
 Slaying the oceans  darkening the sun
  little breeze, it will come
 Enormous tide of  cold storms
 He will cleanse the land with single 
 
 Descending winters for  lands
 All  is gone in his hands
 Out from the north into the 
 Winter turned  frozen mouth
 
 No  can save us now
 As the winds come 
 There is no place to 
 The final season  close at hand
 Taste  air so silent, it will come...
 
 Descending winters for all 
 All hope is gone in his 
  from the north into the south
  turned his frozen mouth