Interpret:

Opeth

Album:

Blackwater Park

Confessor 
Of the tragedies in man 
Lurking in the core of us all 
The last dying call for the everlost 
Brief encounters, bleeding pain 
Lepers coiled neath the trees 
Dying men in bewildered soliloquys 
Perversions bloom round the bend 
Seekers, lost in their quest 
Ghosts of friends frolic 
under the waning moon 
It is the year of death 
Wielding his instruments 
Stealth sovereign reaper 
Touching us with ease 
Infecting the roots in an instant 
Burning crop of disease 
I am just a spectator 
An advocate documenting the loss 
Fluttering with conceit 
This doesn't concern me yet 
Still far from the knell 
Taunting their bereavement 
Mod round the dead 
Point fingers at the details 
Probing vomits for more 
Caight in unbridled suspense 
We have all lost it now 
Catching the flakes of dismay 
Born the travesty of man 
Regular pulse midst pandemonium 
You're plucked to the mass 
Parched with thirst for the wicked 
Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark 
The sun sets forever over Blackwater park