Luyện nghe bài hát Spirit Cold

How do I wake my spirit
We say when our history's told
If we knew the things we know
There's a question old

Let me easy, let me down slow
If all good ever come and go
Let me back down in a I know
Hold the for the hammer stroke

Oh my trash, this my tome
Oh this my blood, my bone

How do I learn my to mold,
To lay them in the morning cold?
If they're still out there then the grows
For all you know, for all you've

Let me down easy, let me slow
If all good things ever and go
Let me back down in a I know
Hold that nail for the stroke

Oh my weapon, this my loam
Oh this my blood, my bone

How do I wake my spirit
Most people die but just go
still out there and the chasm grows
Steady are the feet in the glow

Oh my trash, this my tome
Oh my weapon, this my loam
Oh this my mountain, this is my

How do I wake my cold?
a question ages old