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Dead Winter Days Lyrics

Agalloch - Pale Folklore

Pale Folklore

TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresFolk Metal, Atmospheric Black Metal
LabelsThe End Records
Album rating :  90.8 / 100
Votes :  15
6. Dead Winter Days (7:51)
Track rating :  95 / 100       Votes :  1       [ ]
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
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 damn you the dead winters...

[Music by Haughm/Anderson/J. William W. (2/97 - 11/98)]
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Agalloch - Pale Folklore
Pale Folklore - Album Credits
  • John Haughm : Vocals, Guitars & Drums
  • Don Anderson : Guitars
  • Jason William Walton : Bass
  • Shane Breyer : Keyboards
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