Agalloch - 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 k**ed herself in the fall... I am the unmaker, I bring d**h to the beautiful dawn With pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels... ...I k**ed 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)]