Agalloch - In the Shadow of Our Pale Companion
As I’m stalked by the shadow of death’s hand
The fire in my heart is forged across the land
Here at the edge of this world
Here I gaze at a pantheon of oak, a citadel of stone
If this grand panorama before me is what you call God…
Then God is not dead
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