Agalloch Dead Winter Days Letras: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...
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/liE]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)]Letras: Dead Winter Days Agalloch [final]