Reverie\/Harlquin Forest
Opeth
And further away from my home
Flock's chasing to find me alone
I'm hiding away from the sun
All my matter's expired so I run
Vapor hands released the blade
Insane regrets at the drop
Instruments of death before me
Lose all to save a little
At your peril it's justified
You are the laughing stock
Confession stuck in your mouth
And long gone fevers reappear
Pacing deserted roads to find
Rotten pulp inside and never well
Roots are sucking, thieving from my source
Tired boughs reaching for the light
It's all false pretension
Awaiting redemption for a lifetime
With no one by their side
(Claiming) Claiming sovereign control
And now the woods are burning
Tearing life-crops asunder
Useless blackened remains