Towards the rich archaic heavens
Towards the lack diorama
You are the artist and the texture
That plays with the mantle of the earth
When the bleakest of powders
Lie rooted to the starched stones
And roots that feed the peaking trees
Embrace the sleeping shores
Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing it's breath
And the floweryard of white and grey
Is haunted [2x]
White as the down of flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life
Green is the color of my death
As the winter-guise I swoop towards the ground
Green is the landscape of my sorrow-filled passing
Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing it's breath
And the floweryard of white and grey
Is haunted [2x]
White as the down of flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life
We are in flames
Towards the dead archaic heavens
We are the mantle and the texture
The alters the mantle of the earth
Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing it's breath
And the floweryard of white and grey
Is haunted [2x]
White as the down of flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life