Ghost of Perdition
Opeth - Ghost Reveries
Black strands on the pillow
Twisted face upon the head
Devil cracked the earthly shell
Blew hope into the room and said:
"You have to live before you die young"
Devil cracked the earthly shell
Blew hope into the room and said:
"You have to live before you die young"
Road into the dark unaware
A faithful servant's free
In time the hissing of her sanity
Faded out her voice and soiled her name
Like torn-out pages in a diary
Everything seemed clean that is unstained
Incoherent talk of ordinary days
Why would we really need to live?
Decide what's clear and what's within a haze
What you should take and what to give
Saint's premonition's unclear
In despair of what's to come
If one cut the source of the flow
And everything would change
In the shadow of the righteous?
The phantasm of your mind
Might be calling you to go
Defying the forgotten morals
Where the victim is the prey