Anders Fridén - December Flower lyrics

Towards the rich archaic heavens Towards the lack diorama You are the artist and the texture That plays with 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 stones Archaic pearls of sleep and d**h The voice of December losing its breath As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted White as the down of flaking snow The heroic emblems of life Green is the colour of my d**h As in winter-guise I swoop towards the ground Green is the landscape of my sorrowfilled pa**ing Archaic pearls of sleep and d**h The voice of December losing its breath As 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 The alters, the mantle of the earth Archaic pearls of sleep and d**h The voice of December losing its breath As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted White as the down of flaking snow The heroic emblems of life