Luyện nghe bài hát Spirit Cold

How do I my spirit cold?
We say when our history's told
If only we knew the things we
There's a ages old

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

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

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

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

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

How do I my spirit cold?
Most die but others just go
She's still out there and the grows
Steady are the feet in the glow

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

How do I my spirit cold?
There's a question old