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

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