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The Word For World Is Forest

from I Used To Think Everything Was Beautiful by The Blood of Others

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As the moon falls past the mountains for the last time
As the snow falls through the echoes of a chanting night
With the morning sunrise
We'll be gone

Here they come,
Through the trees
Brash and young, no memories
Of what has become
Of what was before them

We will fall
One by one
Fight until
We claim what was lost
To Avalon
Beyond the gods
Our souls in the fire
Of time

And where we go
We will be lore
The roots of the earth
Will speak our names
Lighting fires
With the ashen one
Forever

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from I Used To Think Everything Was Beautiful, released September 8, 2016

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The Blood of Others is the Industrial project of Michael Kurt based in Portland, Oregon.

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