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

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