Beating Heart still beating for the cause Bleeding Soul still bleeding from the loss Aching Limbs are aching from the rush Fading You are fading from
Please remedy my confusion And thrust me back to the day The silence of your seclusion Brings night into all you say Pull me down again And guide me
Lost, here is nowhere Searching home still Turning past me All are gone Time is now The Omen showed Took me away Preparations are done This can't last
You wait by the window Morning's breath on the sill Idle hands given another try So you wait and you savour the moment Outside the canvas turned white
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We entered winter once again Naked, freezing from my breath 'Neath the lid all limbs tucked away This coffin is your abode, from now and onwards Your
Stay with me a while Rise above the vile Name my final rest Poured into my chest Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate Wilted scenes for
pandemonium You're plucked to the mass Parched with thirst for the wicked Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark The sun sets forever over Black Water Park
You're plucked to the mass Parched with thirst for the wicked Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark The sun sets forever over Blackwater park
Bản dịch: Opeth. Blackwater Park.
pandemonium You're plucked to the mass Parched with thirst for the wicked Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark The sun sets forever over Blackwater park
midst pandemonium You're plucked to the mass Parched with thirst for the wicked Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark The sun sets forever over Blackwater park
: Beating Heart still beating for the cause Feeding Soul still feeding from the loss Aching Limbs are aching from the rush Fading You are fading
: Please remedy my confusion And thrust me back to the day The silence of your seclusion Brings night into all you say Pull me down again And guide me
: Lost, here is nowhere Searching home still Turning past me, all are gone Time is now The omen showed, took me away Preparations are done, this
: We entered Winter once again Naked, freezing from my breath Neath the lid all limbs tucked away This coffin is your abode from now and onwards
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