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Agalloch
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Dead Winter Days
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
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...
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