A lamenting herald
Slumbering deep within the bleak sepulcher
Crawling like the dead wings among me still
Locked away she whispers
Pushing cryptic words through (dissolving) the cold stone
A sweet hallucination
Dredging through the peril
Stumbling underneath the trees (in our tomb)
I see the runes carved deep in the bark (see her face)
Filling me with your fire
Unchain me from this (no relief) misery
I feel her here yearning to be heard
But I can't decipher this dirge
Through me into the way
Pull me from my skin and stay
I am dreaming above a world we killed
Through me into the way
Pull me from my skin and stay
I am dreaming above a world we knew
Through me into the way
Pull me from my skin and stay
I am dreaming above a world we loved
Filthier Lover, help me
It seems I'm not here alone
In my heart you are my home
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Abigail Williams has had a weird career with hiatuses and lineup changes, but they have finally perfected their sound on Walk Beyond the Dark. This album has such a refreshing and natural feeling that makes it one of the top atmospheric black metal albums of recent years. Ryan