🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Of Stone, Wind And Pillor - Agalloch

 ...It was not long ago when I  fallen from this mortal world,
 Lost in dream flight  pierce the horizon as a bird...
 
 Is this life the pillor I must 
 To  in this wretched world?
 ...With hate each day I 
 The birds  they ride the winds
 And from each piercing talon dangles  soul
 
 The stone awaits  fall
 Upon a  I dug myself
 The birds sing their 
 Please lend me your wisdom to fly above the 
 Across seas  gold, to my land of frostbitten, ageless night
 
 Let me dig my own 
 Let me, oh precious  of mine
 You are my  whose womb around my neck
 Grants  a world of cold nihility
 An endless  night
 A  black frozen hell
 For me
 Forever!
 
 Is this  pillor I must bear?
 To die on this  world?
 ...With hate I die  burn...
 The  above, they caress the winds
 They lend me  wisdom to fly...