Agalloch - She Painted Fire Across The Skyline Pt. 1

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Oh, dismal mourning…
I open my weary eyes once again
My life has been left hollow and ashes have filled the gorge of my within
Last night I hoped and wished I’d die in my sleep but no catharsis was granted
to me
Will this pain ever pass?
The enchanting perfumes of winter and the bleak, cold breath of her still
haunts me…
Oportet ubique pulchritudinem evanescere
So half of me rode to the mountains and the other half soared high in the winds
To a place where the angels had fallen, the soil gagged and choked on their
wings
My soul was the pale skyline that she stretched across the horizon
Two years had brought the fire that she paints upon my loathsome canvas