December Flower Lyrics - The Jester Race - In Flames

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 to the starched stones 

And the roots that feed the peaking trees 

embrace the sleeping stones 

Archaic pearls of sleep and death 

The voice of December losing its breath 

As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted 

White as the down of flaking snow 

The heroic emblems of life 

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Green is the colour of my death 

As in winter-guise I swoop towards the ground 

Green is the landscape of my sorrowfilled passing 

Archaic pearls of sleep and death 

The voice of December losing its breath 

As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted 

White as the down of flaking snow 

The heroic emblems of life 

We Are In Flames 

Towards the dead archaic heavens 

We Are The Mantle and The Texture 

The alters, the mantle of the earth 

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Archaic pearls of sleep and death 

The voice of December losing its breath 

As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted 

White as the down of flaking snow 

The heroic emblems of life