Bài hát Dead Winter Days Báo Lỗi

There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors

A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn...


...She killed herself in the fall...


I am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn

With pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels...


...I killed myself in the spring...


A grim bough had hung me high

I sank the fires of the Sol

Here, nightfall reigns


I oppose the light

I gather the storms

with a sword I wield with hate

I shot down the sun with bow and flame

Pillorian for the dead winter


I am the unmaker

The pillorian...the ending

I...die...

I damn you the dead winters...