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Title:Into the Painted Grey |
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Band:Agalloch |
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The jagged lines in these wooden hands |
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speak of a silent aeon below the depths |
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of an austere ebon tide |
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for centuries kingdoms have risen |
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upon the ancient hands of a god |
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once severed for the world's birth |
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a sacrifice to the storms of life |
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now darkness is thine sanctum |
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Temples of magma steam across the grey |
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The arc that transcends my iconic pride |
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For I am not an ageless god' no' I am imprisoned by time |
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These ancient palms shall once again be mine |
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Hands...hands that lift the oceans |
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to vertical depths above the stars |
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For when I die' the universe will die with me |
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and all will be lost forever gone |
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Where am I? |
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How long shall I suffer here? |
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Forlorn in the cold neolithic embrace |
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Forsaken deep in the sullen tide |
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How long shall I suffer here? |
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Perched on the cliffside gazing out into the brine |
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My archaic beard pours downward and joins the feral sea |
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I am the heritage; the quintessence of myth and legend |
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The archetype of Pagan might and divinity |
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Hands...hands that lift the oceans |
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to vertical depths beyond the stars |
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I gather a celestial blanket around these tired bones |
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and finally slumber in the clouds of ice |
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These are my hands... |
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...so it is done |
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