🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: And The Great Cold Death Of The Earth - Agalloch

 Life is  clay urn on the mantle
 And I am shattered on  floor
 Life is a clay urn on the 
  I am scattered on the floor
 We are the wounds and the  cold death of the earth. . .
 
 "Earth is floating on the waters  an island,
 Hanging from  rawhide ropes
 Fastened at the top of the Sacred  directions.
 The ropes are tied to the ceiling  the sky,
 When the  break, this world will come
 Tumbling  and all living things will fall with it and die. . ."
 
 Life is a clay urn on  mantle
 And  am the fragments on the floor
 Life is a clay urn  the mantle
 And I am the  on the floor
 We are the wounds and the great cold death of the 
 Darkness and silence, the  shall flicker out.