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Opeth
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Advent (Morningrise)
It was all true A parlour strode, And the night sets forever I stray in the quiet cold
And you gird me when I dare to listen Elastic meadow, endless arms of sorrow Lips try to form 'because' Trying to adapt to the wilderness
Where even foes close their eyes and leave We are inside the glade Every now and then I wipe the dust aside To remember
How I drape my face with my bare hands The same that brought me here Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com But you were beyond all help The folded message that wept my name
Shadows skulk at my coming We survey the slopes In search for words to write the missing page The tainted dogma
Time grows short As the piper plays his tune We are almost there You are beyond all help
Dancing into the void We are almost there
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