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ANGELRUST LYRICS
"Pale Portrait" (2003 EP)
1. Pale Portrait
2. The Exile
3. Nights Closing In
4. Swallowed In Darkness
1. Pale Portrait
Outiside the winds are thrashing
Gusts upon the sill and door
This house is old and has begun
To settle in with time
These walls are like a place back home
Above my fathers room
They are comfort in this turbulence
My anchor in the storm
A pale portrait is all I've left to show
Laced in this misery and woe
There is a light that hits
My room at dusk
Illuminates a face
Bereft of all disgrace
A face I've come to know and love
Yet I have never seen its grace
Etch her spirit In my flesh
Engrave her name into my soul
A pale portrait is all I've left to show
It's all I have left to show
Laced in this misery and woe
2. The Exile
Night's crippling frost
In the hollows at dawn
The wind blowing from
the depths of a void
Blowing from the
nethermost places of Earth
And on the third day
Near dusk . . . . .
Themselves were hated
Their ways were of sheep
And the stink of sheep
Hung everywhere about them
Being come at last
To the wilderness edge
Made nightfall there
The sheperds would go
The next day to
The sheltered fields
The sequestered folds
A more tolerant winter
Themselves were hated
Their ways were of sheep
And the stink of sheep
Hung everywhere about them
They had no knowledge of the world
Nor had they knowledge as yet of the angels
3. Nights Closing In
Wipe clean the nightmare from your eyes
It's all the same when your life is nondivine
We bear the shackels of this time
The fruits of who we are lay withered on the vine
Summoned within, within the night
Nights closing in
Entombed within, within the blight
Blights coldest sin
Summoned within, within the night
Nights closing in
Entombed within, within the blight
Blights coldest sin
Loves lost and sunsets crucified
Bleeding the darkness of the night they've all denied
An empty funeral in disguise
Turn loose the shadows to engulf the fucking night
if you knew where i were taking you,
your heart would tremble in fear.
let it be known that you will never return.
Wipe clean the shadows from your lies
It's all insane when your god is nondivine
We bear the shackles of these times
The ghost of who we are lay withered on the vine
4. Swallowed In Darkness
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