🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dead Winter Days - Agalloch

 There lies a beauty behind forbidden  doors
 A beauty so  and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn...
 
 ...She killed herself in  fall...
 
 I am the unmaker, I bring  to the beautiful dawn
 With  cold, and a legion of dying angels...
 
  killed myself in the spring...
 
  grim bough had hung me high
 I sank the fires of the 
 Here,  reigns
 
 I oppose  light
 I gather the 
 with a sword I wield  hate
 I shot down the sun with  and flame
 Pillorian for  dead winter
 
 I  the unmaker
 The pillorian...the 
 I...die...
 I damn you  dead winters...