Luyện nghe bài hát Feed The Cold

[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale,
Dinsdale, Svensson, Kvist]

Dictator of the sky,
risen from her grave
Encaged in the artwork by the mad
Dethroned,

She descended from heavens
filled with and pride
Unknowing of her grievous
malign than the plague

She fell the silence,
enwrapped in an of blood
towards the greedy horizon,
prepared to on her light

Fenceless and abandoned, enfeebled by
and devoured, entangled and drowned

She through the silence,
enwrapped in an of blood
Slowly towards the horizon,
to feast on her light

The terrifying painting of a world in fright
A single piece of a collection
Decorating the walls of the gallery,
a of nefarious art

She descended...

She fell the silence...

the bleeding,
enter the winter, feed the cold