🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Descending Winters - Swallow The Sun

 Descending Winters
 
 Out from the north into the 
 Winter  his frozen mouth
 Tearing down the voices  living
 Leaving bodies buried  ice
 
 The wrath of  clouds
 And the weeping  the ground, it will come
 Cold wind carries  voice of doom
 Singing songs  the damned
 
 Descending  for all lands
 All hope is  in his hands
 Out  the north into the south
 Winter turned  frozen mouth
 
 Slaying  oceans and darkening the sun
 With little  it will come
 Enormous tide  burning cold storms
 He will cleanse the land with  breath
 
  winters for all lands
 All  is gone in his hands
 Out from the north  the south
 Winter turned his frozen 
 
 No shelter can save us 
  the winds come roaring
 There is no place  hide
 The final season is  at hand
 Taste  air so silent, it will come...
 
 Descending winters for all 
 All hope is gone  his hands
 Out  the north into the south
 Winter turned his  mouth