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

[Verse 2]
When the bleakest of powders
Lie rooted to the starched stones
And the roots that feed the peaking trees
Embrace the sleeping shores

[Chorus]
Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing its breath
And the flower yard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted
White as the down of a flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life

[Verse 3]
Green is the color of my death
As in winter-guise I swoop towards the ground
Green is the landscape of my sorrow filled passing

[Chorus]
Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing its breath
And the flower yard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted
White as the down of a flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life
[Bridge]
We are In Flames
Towards the dead archaic heavens
We are the artist and the texture
The alters, the mantle of the Earth

[Chorus]
Archaic pearls of sleep and death
The voice of December losing its breath
And the flower yard of white and grey is haunted, is haunted
White as the down of a flaking snow
The heroic emblems of life