🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dead Winter Days - Agalloch

 There lies  beauty behind forbidden wooden doors
 A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and 
 
 ...She killed  in the fall...
 
 I am the  I bring death to the beautiful dawn
 With pillor, cold, and  legion of dying angels...
 
 ...I  myself in the spring...
 
  grim bough had hung me high
 I sank the fires of  Sol
 Here, nightfall 
 
 I  the light
 I gather the 
 with  sword I wield with hate
 I shot down the sun with  and flame
  for the dead winter
 
 I am the 
 The  ending
 I...die...
 I  you the dead winters...