Paroles de Birch tree
Agalloch
The birch tree in winter
Leaning over the secret pool
Is narcissus in love
With the slight white branches,
The slim trunk,
In the dark glass;
But,
Spring coming on,
Is afraid,
And scarfs the white limbs
In green.
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A celebration for the death of man...
Agalloch
A desolation song
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A poem by yeats
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Paroles de ...and the great cold death of the earth
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As embers dress the sky
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Birth and death of the pillars of creation
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Black lake niðstång
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Paroles de Celestial effigy
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Dark matter gods
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Dead winter days
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Falling snow
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Paroles de Faustian echoes
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Fire above, ice below
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Foliorum viridium
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Foliorum viridum
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Paroles de Ghosts of the midwinter fires
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Hallways of enchanted ebony
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Haunting birds
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I am the wooden doors
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Paroles de In the shadow of our pale companion
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Into the painted grey
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Kneel to the cross
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Limbs
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Paroles de Not unlike the waves
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Odal
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Of stone, wind and pillor
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She painted fire across the skyline
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Paroles de The astral dialogue
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The death of man (version iii)
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