Opeth – 03 – Harvest

STAY WITH ME A WHILE
RISE ABOVE THE VILE
NAME MY FINAL REST
PORED INTO MY CHEST

CHORUS:
INTO THE ORCHARD I WALK, PEERING WAY PAST THE GATE
WILTED SCENES FOR US WHO COULDN’T WAIT
DRAINED BY THE COLDEST CARESS, STALKING SHADOWS AHEAD
HALO OF DEATH, ALL I SEE IS DEPARTURE
MOURNER’S LAMENT, BUT IT’S ME WHO’S THE MARTYR

PLEDGE YOURSELF TO ME
NEVER LEAVE ME BE
SWEAT BREAKS ON MY BROW
GIVEN TIME ENDS NOW

CHORUS
SOLO: ÅKERFELDT

SPIRIT PAINTED SIN
EMBERS ’NEATH MY SKIN
VEILED IN PALE EMBRACE
REACHED AND TOUCHED MY FACE

CHORUS