There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors
A beauty so rare and pure
It would make human eyes bleed and burn
She killed herself in the fall
I am the unmaker
I bring death to the beautiful dawn
With pillor, cold and a legion of dying angels
I killed myself in the spring
A grim bough had hung me high
I sank the fires of the Sol
Here, nightfall reigns
I oppose the light
I gather the storms
With a sword I wield with hate
I shot down the sun with bow and flame
Pillorian for the dead winter
I am the unmaker
The pillorian, the ending
I die
I damn you the dead winters
bron: Songteksten.nl
Taal: Engels
Stijl: Heavy Metal; Alternative Metal; Black Metal; Progressive Metal