[00:29.03]Title:The Watcher's Mondlith[00:29.62]Band:Agalloch[01:29.92]Blue textures cascade downward to the base of the monolith[01:36.72]Like brush strokes on a canvas of souls[01:43.91]Two arms reach out a cloak of silent nihil[01:50.93]Revenants untouched by the scythe[01:55.68]They are lost in the dark woods of time[01:59.89][02:12.42]Aloft in the landscape that you hail[02:19.35]I am the fog that seeps over here in the early hours[02:28.57][03:17.51]Standing proud in the hollow of the land[03:28.05]A vestige of deeper purity etched in spirit agaisnt the sky[03:42.97][04:27.70]The menhir had runes carved in limbs of oaken sovereignty[04:34.40]and could see the ages growing from within the palms[04:41.57]I can feel the era slipping into oblivion,[04:48.48]no longer grasping the textures[04:52.37]I am slowly becoming stone[04:59.45]As wolves celebrate the dusk,[04:59.54][05:06.52]an old voice of wisdom haunts the vale[05:11.29][05:28.01]Shapes flicker in the fire light through the windows[05:35.08]The woodlands burn with grace[05:36.78]Their silence drowns the age[05:41.33][05:56.38]As wandering ghosts pass through the flames[06:03.36]A new age of rebirth lights the dawn[06:07.35][06:37.29]But who are they who pass by the window?[06:43.97]The shapes; like black solar wheels scorched in the snow[06:51.68]by gods of the stone...[06:57.17]This elder stone shall never fall![07:00.94][07:14.86]Cast the aeons into the void[07:21.67]So that no other can seek them[07:25.68]No age, no hands shall taint them[07:28.88]Pour the sorrows into the sun[07:35.62]They are lost forever in dark woods of time[07:43.18]Carve the symbols into the stone[07:50.12]So that another can find them[07:54.03]No age, no hands shall change them[07:57.61]Pour the ages into the sun[08:04.45]They are lost forever in the dark woods of time[08:20.32]-------Music to the End------