Ghosts Of The Midwinter Fires
๐ต 624 characters
โฑ๏ธ 9:40 duration
๐ ID: 2933976
๐ Lyrics
There are ghosts in every hallway
In every room, behind every door
Peering through every window into the past
Holding onto us in the bitterness of the mire
Leaving a trace of themselves in the spaces in which they hide
...but there are no ghosts here...
There are gods in the wake of every flame
The fire that betroths the coldness of the void
In every wind, every tempest, and every snowfall
In every silence
Inside every root that reaches deep into the soul of the Earth
...but there are no ghosts here...
Shadows paint the dusk
Ghosts rise from the flames
To set alight the fields
In robes of smoke and spirit aligned
In every room, behind every door
Peering through every window into the past
Holding onto us in the bitterness of the mire
Leaving a trace of themselves in the spaces in which they hide
...but there are no ghosts here...
There are gods in the wake of every flame
The fire that betroths the coldness of the void
In every wind, every tempest, and every snowfall
In every silence
Inside every root that reaches deep into the soul of the Earth
...but there are no ghosts here...
Shadows paint the dusk
Ghosts rise from the flames
To set alight the fields
In robes of smoke and spirit aligned
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[03:03.33] There are ghosts in every hallway
[03:07.80] In every room, behind every door
[03:12.37] Peering through every window into the past
[03:17.35] Holding onto us in the bitterness of the mire
[03:22.72] Leaving a trace of themselves in the spaces in which they hide
[03:57.50] ...but there are no ghosts here...
[04:25.05] There are gods in the wake of every flame
[04:29.52] The fire that betroths the coldness of the void
[04:35.07] In every wind, every tempest, and every snowfall
[04:44.02] In every silence
[04:47.66] Inside every root that reaches deep into the soul of the Earth
[05:19.78] ...but there are no ghosts here...
[05:36.49] Shadows paint the dusk
[05:40.97] Ghosts rise from the flames
[05:45.90] To set alight the fields
[05:51.33] In robes of smoke and spirit aligned
[08:51.01]
[03:07.80] In every room, behind every door
[03:12.37] Peering through every window into the past
[03:17.35] Holding onto us in the bitterness of the mire
[03:22.72] Leaving a trace of themselves in the spaces in which they hide
[03:57.50] ...but there are no ghosts here...
[04:25.05] There are gods in the wake of every flame
[04:29.52] The fire that betroths the coldness of the void
[04:35.07] In every wind, every tempest, and every snowfall
[04:44.02] In every silence
[04:47.66] Inside every root that reaches deep into the soul of the Earth
[05:19.78] ...but there are no ghosts here...
[05:36.49] Shadows paint the dusk
[05:40.97] Ghosts rise from the flames
[05:45.90] To set alight the fields
[05:51.33] In robes of smoke and spirit aligned
[08:51.01]