🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dead Winter Days - Agalloch

  lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors
 A beauty so rare  pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn...
 
 ...She killed herself in the 
 
 I am the unmaker, I bring death  the beautiful dawn
 With  cold, and a legion of dying angels...
 
 ...I killed  in the spring...
 
 A grim bough  hung me high
 I sank the fires of  Sol
 Here,  reigns
 
 I oppose the 
 I gather  storms
 with a sword I wield with 
  shot down the sun with bow and flame
 Pillorian  the dead winter
 
 I am  unmaker
 The  ending
 I...die...
 I damn  the dead winters...