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These are AnaCristina's notes on December Flower by In Flames.

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Towards the rich archaic heavens [1]
Towards the lack diorama
You are the artist and the texture
That plays with mantle of the earth


[2]

When the bleakest of powders
Lie rooted to the starched stones
And the roots that feed the peaking trees
embrace the sleeping stones

Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing its breath

As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted
White as the down of flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life


[3]

Green is the colour of my death
As in winter-guise I swoop towards the ground
Green is the landscape of my sorrowfilled passing

Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing its breath
As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted
White as the down of flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life


We Are In Flames
Towards the dead archaic heavens
We Are The Mantle and The Texture
The alters, the mantle of the earth

Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing its breath
As the floweryard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted

White as the down of flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life

[1] Before I started to listen to Depeche Mode, In Flames was my favorite band, and this is my favorite song.

[2] Listen to the guitar here, pure gold

[3] The solo that goes here is, at least for me, one of the best guitar solos ever written