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

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