Текст песни Dead Winter Days (Agalloch) с переводом

There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors

A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn…

She killed herself in the fall

I am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn

With pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels

I killed myself in the spring

A grim bough had hung me high

I sank the fires of the Sol

Here, nightfall reigns

I oppose the light

I gather the storms

With a sword I wield with hate

I shot down the sun with bow and flame

Pillorian for the dead winter

I am the unmaker

The pillorian… the ending

I die

I damn you the dead winters

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