Agalloch - Dead Winter Days song lyrics
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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...

[Music by Haughm/Anderson/J. William W. (2/97 - 11/98)]


Pale Folklore (1999)
1. She Painted Fire Across The Skyline
2. The Mishapen Steed
3. Hallways Of Enchanted Ebony
4. Dead Winter Days
5. As Embers Dress The Sky
6. The Melancholy Spirit