[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:] [00:01.16]Agalloch------Limbs [00:07.57]favor [00:11.58]*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* [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... [08:39.18]*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* [09:42.48]==_favor_== [09:48.06]