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For the letter B: Before the Dawn

Deadsong

The container of my soul was severed from my shell At birth I was stigmatized by fires of hell This hollow space inside is growing still It's going for the kill Beneath the blood red sky the song was born The sky was bleeding when I sang her the deadsong By my burning cradle The lullaby of death was sung by dark angels The daughters of flame She slept under my wing A cold embrace Death's loyal servant now filled with pain Forever haunted by her angelic face By my burning cradle The lullaby of death was sung by dark angels The daughters of flame These chains Hold me down Down on this frozen ground In this world where death walks the earth The sign of reaper given in birth By my burning cradle The lullaby of death was sung by dark angels The daughters of flame

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For the letter A: Agalloch

In the Shadow of Our Pale Companion

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 nothingness that we feel in the arms of the pale In the shadow of the grim companion who walks with us Here is the landscape Here is the sun Here in the balance of the earth Where is the god? Has he fallen and abandoned us? As I'm stalked by the shadow of death's hand The fire in my heart is forged across the land Here at the edge of this world Here I gaze at a pantheon of oak, a citadel of stone If this grand panorama before me is what you call God. . . Then God is not dead I walked down to a river and sat in reflection of what had to be done An offering of crimson flowed into the water below A wound of spirit from which it floated and faded away . . .like every hope I've ever had. . . . . .like every dream I've ever known. . . It washed away in a tide of longing, a longing for a better world From my will, my throat, to the river, and into the sea. . . . . .wash away. . . . . .fade away. . . Here is the landscape Here is the sun Here at the edge of the earth Where is the god? Has he fallen to ruin? As I'm stalked by the shadow of death's hand My heathen pride is scarred across the land

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