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Hail the Marrow: A Tribute to Agalloch

by Invillith

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The jagged lines in these wooden hands Speak of a silent aeon below the depths Of an austere ebon tide For centuries kingdoms have risen Upon the ancient hands of a god Once severed for the world's birth A sacrifice to the storms of life Now darkness is thine sanctum Temples of magma stream across the grey The arc that transcends my iconic pride For I am not an ageless god, no, I am imprisoned by time These ancient palms shall once again be mine Hands...hands that lift the oceans To vertical depths above the stars For when I die, the universe will die with me And all will be lost forever gone Where am I? How long shall I suffer here? Forlorn in the cold neolithic embrace Forsaken deep in the sullen tide How long shall I suffer here? Perched on the cliffside gazing out into the brine My archaic beard pours downward and joins the feral sea I am the heritage; the quintessence of myth and legend The archetype of Pagan might and divinity Hands... hands that lift the oceans To vertical depths beyond the stars I gather a celestial blanket around these tired bones And finally slumber in the clouds of ice These are my hands So it is done
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Blue textures cascade downward to the base of the monolith Like brush strokes on a canvas of souls Two arms reach out a cloak of silent nihil Revenants untouched by the scythe They are lost in the dark woods of time Aloft in the landscape that you hail I am the fog that seeps over here in the early hours Standing proud in the hollow of the land A vestige of deeper purity etched in spirit against the sky The menhir had runes carved in limbs of oaken sovereignty And could see the ages growing from within the palms I can feel the era slipping into oblivion No longer grasping the textures I am slowly becoming stone As wolves celebrate the dusk An old voice of wisdom haunts the vale Shapes flicker in the fire light through the windows The woodlands burn with grace Their silence drowns the age As wandering ghosts pass through the flames A new age of rebirth lights the dawn But who are they who pass by the window? The shapes; like black solar wheels scorched in the snow By gods of the stone... This elder stone shall never fall! Cast the aeons into the void So that no other can seek them No age, no hands shall taint them Pour the sorrows into the sun They are lost forever in dark woods of time Carve the symbols into the stone So that another can find them No age, no hands shall change them Pour the ages into the sun They are lost forever in the dark woods of time

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With this 2 track cover EP I offer my reverence unto Agalloch, one of my greatest musical influences of all time.

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released December 11, 2021

All lyrics and music originally composed by the former members of Agalloch, from the album "Marrow of the Spirit," released by Profound Lore Records, 2010.

Somniare - Vocals, all instruments.

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Invillith Houston, Texas

A one man atmospheric / melodic black metal band from Texas, inquiring on matters such as spirituality, nature, inner monologue, and personal reflections.

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