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Текст (слова) песни: Opeth - Beneath The MireHaunted nights for halcyon days
Can`t sleep to the scraping of his voice
Nature`s way struck grief in me
And I became a ghost in sickness
Willingly guided into heresy
Beneath the surface, stark emptiness
And you`d pity my conviction
Whereas I thought of myself as a leader
You`d cling to your pleasant hope
It is twisted fascination
While I`d ruin the obstacles into despair
And I`m praising death
Lost love of the heart
In a holocaust scene memory
Decrepit body wearing transparent skin
Inside, the smoke of failure
Wept for solace and submit to faith
In his shadow I`m choking
Yet flourishing
Master
A delusion made me stronger
Yet I`m draped in pale withering flesh
I sacrificed more than I had
And left my woes beneath the mire
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