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

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