As Embers Dress The Sky Lyrics - Pale Folklore - Agalloch

The shallow voice of the wind 

Cries between these ebony wings 

The shallow cries of the wind 

Sing a swan song for mankind 

Shine on morning sky fire 

Ablaze this final day 

The autumnal end, the dawn of man 

The centuries fade below my feet 

I soared above them as they worthlessly poured 

Thought from a chalice 

As wisdom did flow twilight would come to pass 

Drink, oh, hallowed cup of life 

Shine on evening sky fire 

Paint the sky with the blood of a raven 

Bereavement, oh, garment of ebony 

As embers dress the dusk of man