Harvest
Opeth - Black Water Park
Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate
Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait
Drained by the coldest caress
but it's me who's the martyr
Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate
Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait
Drained by the coldest caress
but it's me who's the martyr
Reached and touched my face
Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate
Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait
Drained by the coldest caress
let me go into this sight)
but it's me who's the martyr