Interpret:

Opeth

Album:

My Arms, Your Hearse

White summer 
So far I have gone to see you again 
Hiding your face in the palm of your hands 
Finding solace in the words I do despise 
You snatch at every sound 
And even though you believe that I am shackled within death 
memories are tainted with paleness 
Crestfallen still 
Those eyes... empty like a barren well 
It was the only task I would undertake 
To reap the harvest that was mine 
The seed that had sprung into a florid meadow 
And left me helpless in your embrace 
The bond we never spoke of, Once stark and enticing 
Now slowly smoldering to dust 
The celestial touch, From grey to black 
A fathomless void enclosing 
Unwritten secrets beneath the cobwebs 
I can not endure, And so I rose from my sleep 
The moon turned away its face 
Overture of the long, Black night begins... 
Something you said: Eerie circles upon the waters 
Until now we have shared the same aura 
My ashes within your hands 
My breath in the sepulchral mound 
You know that your night is my day 
The final spark that blew life into me 
The Demon Of The Fall