Falling Snow - Agalloch

The water pours its embracing arms 'round the stone

Decay drips from the unquiet void where the ice forms, where life ends

The stone is, by the crimson blood, swallowed;

the red tide, beyond the ebon

wound, contorted

My sacrifice bids farewell in this river of memory: a wave to end all time

Oh…

Red birds escape from my wounds, return as falling snow to sweep the landscape

A wind, haunted;

wings without bodies

Oh…

The snow -- the bitter snowfall

You long to die in her pale arms, crystalline;

to become an ode to silence,

in the soul of a mountain of birds, fallen

Oh…

The cascading pallor of ghost-less feather

The snow has fallen, and raised this white mountain on which you will die and

fade away, in silence