Vales Beyond Dimension – Agalloch

I have arrived at the corridor of infinity
The great hall where the ages are kept
Behind ancient ash and primordial iron
The past is a mirror… aeons exist in a myriad cast
The vale before me; my own reflection

Another stands at the doorway of the maelstrom
A visionary to guide me through
Cracks reveal themselves in patterns of the distance
The past is a sphere
A mystic shape, a mode of knowing
A godless, perfect form in the quietus of passing

Between the vales of existence
And the miasmic landscape of consciousness
The fabric of being has withered away
No longer there waiting for me

I have peeled away layers of my humanity
No longer a being, the core of entity
For each layer reveals the key to the gates of the multiverse

Through the doorway of a shaman’s reality
A universe within the skull

Alas I stand at the threshold of dimension
The macrocosm has revealed itself as a towering serpent spire
The past has shattered… aeons subsist only in countless shards
The myriad cast of the vale; a thousandfold reflection