Luyện nghe bài hát Held In Hollows

Through mass
A scourge
three winters forth
And set

After hundreds of years
The embers and will collide
Her rotten has burst
And shattered dead wood

When they drank the earth, the end was near
Tracing paths that once ran and pure
Suffused within, the blighted
Now into dust, their splinters fall

But a to the wind, his frail grasps
Clawed for the then came undone
When all hope fails in the last bough
Her strength will be

Churning ash and in the bitter winds
the earth and burn the sky
A wry of hubris
nothing remains

But changes...
In she will create

in glory, the searing gaze
Crimson-handed of death
Under the eye of furies
their feeble hearts