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[00:01.16]Agalloch------Limbs
[00:07.57]favor
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[05:07.18]The texture of the soul
[05:10.47]is a liquid that casts a vermilion flood
[05:21.45]From a wound carved as an oath;
[05:29.22]it fills the river bank a sanguine fog
[05:38.29]These arms were meant to be lost!
[05:43.94]Hacked, severed and forgotten
[05:51.29]The texture of time
[05:54.71]is a whisper that echoes across the flood
[06:05.97]It's hymn resonates from tree to tree,
[06:13.08]through every sullen bough it sings
[06:22.66]These boughs were said to be lost!
[06:28.22]Torn, unearthed and broken
[06:36.55]yeaa........*****
[08:08.37]Earth to flesh, flesh to wood,
[08:16.06]cast these limbs into the water
[08:23.79]Flesh to wood, wood to stone,
[08:31.44]cast this stone into the water...
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[09:42.48]==_favor_==
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