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into the painted grey - agalloch lyrics

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the jagged lines in these wooden hands
speak of a silent aeon below the depths
of an austere ebon tide
for centuries kingdoms have risen

upon the ancient hands of a god
once severed for the world’s birth
a sacrifice to the storms of life
now darkness is thine sanctum

temples of magma stream across the grey
the arc that transcends my iconic pride
for i am not an ageless god, no, i am imprisoned by time
these ancient palms shall once again be mine

hands… hands that lift the oceans

to vertical depths
above the stars
for when i die,

the universe will die with me
and all will be lost, forever gone
where am i?

how long shall i suffer here?
forlorn in the cold neolithic embrace
forsaken deep in the sullen tide
how long shall i suffer here?

perched on the cliffside gazing out into the brine
my archaic beard pours downward and joins the feral sea
i am the heritage; the quintessence of myth and legend
the archetype of pagan might and divinity

hands… hands that lift the oceans
to vertical depths beyond the stars
i gather a celestial blanket around these tired bones
and finally slumber in clouds of ice

these are my hands…
…so it is done.

- agalloch lyrics

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