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• Artiste: Agalloch
• Titre: This Old Cabin
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...Blood on my hands... I walked in the shadows 'neth an azure midnight sky I walked in the shadows to abscond a life not my own I walked in the night this life I hate Destroy this life, this life I hate return me to the womb thy crystalline will has finally shattered As spring rain paints itself on the canvas of youth it's snowing still in my heart Will I ride the summer winds or dance apon the crimson horizon will I find paradise in hell? If I go deep into the woods If I go to this cabin As scarlet flowers lust for the dew of morning and infants nurse on the nectar of motherhood As prophets of ruin wield their swords of wisdom and battle forth towards a brighter dawn Take me away from here ...Falling... ...Soaring... If I go deep into the woods If I go to this cabin If I go deep into the woods If I go will you follow? ...Falling... ...Soaring... Take me away from here (This blood) on my hands to celebrate my passing My soul shall bleed for eternity ...in silence... [All poetry by J. Haughm]