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Dead Winter Days lyrics
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
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)]
Part of these releases
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- Track 6 on Pale Folklore
- 5 Hallways of Enchanted Ebony
- 7 As Embers Dress the Sky
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- Track 1 on Pale Folklore Disc 2
- 2 As Embers Dress the Sky
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