Dead Winter Days
\r\nThere lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors
\r\nA beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn...
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\r\n...She killed herself in the fall...
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\r\nI am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn
\r\nWith pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels...
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\r\n...I killed myself in the spring...
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\r\nA grim bough had hung me high
\r\nI sank the fires of the Sol
\r\nHere, nightfall reigns
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\r\nI oppose the light
\r\nI gather the storms
\r\nwith a sword I wield with hate
\r\nI shot down the sun with bow and flame
\r\nPillorian for the dead winter
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\r\nI am the unmaker
\r\nThe pillorian...the ending
\r\nI...die...
\r\nI damn you the dead winters...
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