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

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