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

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