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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Lyricist: Opeth
Lyrics:
Still it came passing by And fooled me with another day The pieces weaved together rose the sun The knocking message called for my life
Soil to skin, my next of kin Sealed the spell of my scrawny body Damp air grasped, stole the words And greeted me with a hiss
This is forgiveness, so I know I slither for you, and I'm dying Once I repent I seal the lid I find trust in hate They wear white for me
I forge myself into your dreams Seemingly jaded and lost And here I am your life
Hangman clutching at his tools
The noose is tied I will come for you Plunging into anywhere but here Murmur through the crowd
As the primal touch brought me back Cloak captured sighs of relief And the last thing I did see is still here Beckoning right behind me
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