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[00:15.80]Towards the rich archaic heavens
[00:17.49]Towards the lack diorama
[00:21.15]You are the artist and the texture
[00:25.89]That plays with mantle of the earth
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[00:50.99]When the bleakest of powders
[00:53.65]Lie rooted to the starched stones
[00:58.44]And the roots that feed the peaking trees
[01:02.14]Embrace the sleeping stones
[01:04.74]Archaic pearls of sleep and death
[01:07.34]The voice of December losing its breath
[01:10.88]As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted
[01:17.45]Is haunted
[01:19.41]White as the down of flaking snow
[01:22.87]The heroic emblems of life
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[02:25.42]Green is the colour of my death
[02:28.82]As in winter-guise I swoop towards the ground
[02:32.74]Green is the landscape of my sorrowfilled passing
[02:38.16]Archaic pearls of sleep and death
[02:40.97]The voice of December losing its breath
[02:44.49]As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted
[02:51.09]Is haunted
[02:53.02]White as the down of flaking snow
[02:56.32]The heroic emblems of life
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[03:21.78]We are in flames
[03:25.18]Towards the dead archaic heavens
[03:28.80]We are the mantle and the texture
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[03:40.50]The alters, the mantle of the earth
[03:47.56]Archaic pearls of sleep and death
[03:50.83]The voice of December losing its breath
[03:54.16]As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted
[04:02.92]White as the down of flaking snow
[04:06.45]The heroic emblems of life
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