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Agalloch Lyrics

The texture of the soul is a liquid
that casts a vermillion flood.
From a wound carved as an oath;
it fills the river bank a sanguine fog.

These arms were meant to be lost!
Hacked, severed and forgotten.

The texture of time is a whisper
that echoes across the flood.
Its hymn resonates from tree to tree,
through every sullen bough it sings.

These boughs were said to be lost!
Torn, unearthed and broken.

Earth to flesh, flesh to wood,
cast these limbs into the water.
Flesh to wood, wood to stone,
cast this stone into the water.

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Hands of Cinderblock

So much emotion in that intro.

hostile blueberry

@MissHuHu456 check out the the song "lightning and snow" by Woods of Ypres


@MissHuHu456 The intro to "telephony" by have a nice life always reminds me of the first 10 secs or so of the intro to limbs

Gonzalo Santander

@Aleksa Petrović totally agree, a drone masterpiece

Aleksa Petrović

So much emotion in that outro.

Gonzalo Santander

@MissHuHu456 so, you must listen to Heart of the ages album from a norwegian band called "In the woods..."

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Man, that first nine minutes and fifty one seconds gets me every time.

Kain Samms

It's a quintuple woosh.

Skyler H. Okemaysim

those were jokes?

Stephen Weiler

@Random Stranger i didnt get either of your jokes so make it a triple

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