Luyện nghe bài hát Held In Hollows

Through mass
A unseen
Brought winters forth
And set

After these hundreds of
The and fate will collide
Her heart has burst
And shattered through dead

they drank from the earth, the end was near
Tracing that once ran alone and pure
within, the blighted decay
Now snapped dust, their splinters fall

But a tithe to the wind, his grasps
Clawed for the moon then came
When all hope fails in the last broken
Her strength will be

Churning ash and husks in the bitter
Crack the and burn the sky
A wry procession of
nothing remains

But changes...
In destruction she create

Arising in glory, the searing
Crimson-handed of death
Under the eye of furies
Bury their hearts