I Am The Wooden Doors Lyrics
And all has perished and fallenThese great wooden doors shall remain closed. . .When the heart is a grave filled with bloodAnd the soul is a cold and haunted shall of lost hopeWhen the voice of pride has been silencedAnd dignity's fires are but cinders. . .their grandeur shall remain untaintedIt is this grandeur that protects the spirit withinFrom the plight of this broken world, from the wounds in her songI wish to die with my will and spirit intactThe will that inspired me to write these wordsSeek not the fallen to unlock these wooden doors
Agalloch I Am The Wooden Doors
