In Flames - December flow 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, into the darkness hours And the root that feed the peaking trees Embrace the sleeping stones Archaic pearls of sleep and d**h The voice of December, losing its breath And the flower yard of white and gray is haunted, is haunted White as the down of a flaking snow The heroic emblems of life The green is the color of my d**h As the winter, guides I swoop towards the ground Green is the landscape Of my sorrow filled pa**ing Archaic pearls of sleep and d**h Voice of December, losing its breath And the flower yard of white and gray is haunted, is haunted White as the down of a flaking snow The heroic emblems of life Yea We are in flames Towards the dead archaic heavens We are the artist and the texture The altars, the mantle, of the earth Archaic pearls of sleep and d**h The voice of December, losing its breath And the flower yard of white and gray is haunted, is haunted White as the down of the flaking snow The heroic emblems of life