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My Wintry Tomb
03:12
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“My wintry tomb”, he’d scoffed
An icy grave in the midst of the woods
In it, now, he lies
Forsaken
Where no man will ever see
With no emotion,
His spirit cracks to dust
A body with no animation
As a pen writes a eulogy,
His elegy, he sings aloud
When he laid himself into the snow
The vision came in a tongue unknown
Stricken down, under the moon
His eyes turned towards the gold in the sky
But revelations never came
Only snow was to see the ancient ritual
“My wintry tomb”, he sings
A lonely choir from the roots of the trees
Crawling amidst the rotwood and worms
His prayers reach nothing but cold, black earth
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Autumn Ends
02:52
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There’s something in the wind
Leaves from trees fall
I feel it in my hands
It crushes me inside
Dance around the pagan stump
The mask only hides my face
Stoke the flames of a new night
As I start to breathe pure ash
He stands still, watching me
The clouds above sing
Paralyzed, the figure floats to me
I saw it in a dream
It rode upon a spineless man
Marching into my eyes
My last night on Earth
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3. |
Argentea (Instrumental)
03:57
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