Tytuł: The funeral portrait

• Wykonawca: Opeth
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   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
  Ruby eyes in the fog
  Rain washing clean all the sins
  A liquid gown that covers all
  Your loathe turns endless
  Opened mirage soothes your sense
  Locked on the pinnacle
  The best secret within
  Like a derelict child
  Heart burning for a stranger
  Ascending to the meek
  Flock round the liars in awe
  Caked in the soil beneath
  Fear me when we meet
  Turn away in admiration
  My firm grip round the nucleus of joy
  Enough of this
  You will leave me now
  You will see it now
  Perish at my hands
  Close to you
  Tangled up in hair
  Fresh stigma look
  Shall I take you with me
  And it is cold
  Ruby eyes in the fog
  It is me
  And you are just like them all
  Stained by the names of fathers
  I'm greeting my downward fall
  Leaving the throes to others