Agalloch - You Were But A Ghost In My Arms (with lyrics)

You Were But A Ghost In My Arms by Agalloch from the album The Mantle. Lyrics: Like snowfall, you cry a silent storm Your tears paint rivers on this oaken wall. . . Amber nectar, misery ichor . . .cascading in streams of hallowed form For each stain, a forsaken shadow You are the lugubrious spirit Etched in the oak of wonder You are the sullen voice and silent storm Each night I lay Awakened by her shivering silent voice From the shapes in the corridor walls. It pierces the solitude like that of a distant scream In the pitch-black forest of my delusion. . . With each passing day, a deeper grave. . . Why did you leave me to die? Why did you abandon me? Why did you walk away and leave me bitterly yearning? Her haunting, contorted despair was etched into the wood’s grain Though fire rages within me, no fire burns fiercer than her desire The shape whispers my name. . . I damn this oak! I damn her sorrow&#