In Flames - December Flower Lyrics

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Towards the rich archaic heavens towards the lack diorama

You are the artist and the texture

That plays with the mantle of the Earth.

When the bleakest of powders

Lie rooted to the starched stones

And the roots that feed the peaking trees

Embrace the sleeping shores.

Archaic pearls of sleep and death

The voice of December losing it's breath.

And the floweryard of white and grey is haunted

Is haunted.

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White as the down of flaking snow

The heroic emblems of life.

Green is the colour of my death

As the winter-guise I swoop towards the ground.

Green is the landscape of my sorrowfilled passing.

Archaic pearls of sleep and death

The voice of December losing it's breath.

And the floweryard of white and grey is haunted

Is haunted.

White as the down of flaking snow

The heroic emblems of life.

We are In Flames

Towards the dead archaic heavens.

We are the mantle and the texture.

That alters the mantle of the Earth.

Archaic pearls of sleep and death

The voice of December losing it's breath.

And the floweryard of white and grey is haunted

Is haunted.

White as the down of flaking snow

The heroic emblems of life.

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