Agalloch

Here I sit at the fire Liquor's bitter flames warm my languid soul Here I drink alone and remember A graven life, the stain of her memory In this cup, love's poison For love is the poison of life Tip the cup, feed the fire, And forget about useless f

Through vast valleys I wonder To the highest peaks On pathways through a wild forgotten landscape In search of God, in spite of man 'til the lost forsaken endless. . . This is where I choose to tread Fall. . .so shall we fall into the nihil? The noth

Agalloch-----Falling Snow favor *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The water pours its embracing arms around the stone Decay drips from the unquiet void where the ice forms, where life ends The stone is by the crimson flood, swallowed The red tide beyond the ebon w