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

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