When - Opeth

Written by：Opeth

Red sun rising somewhere through the dense fog

The portrait of the jaded dawn who had seen it all before

This day wept on my shoulders

Still the same as yesterday

This path seems endless body is numb

The soul has lost its flame

Walking in familiar traces to find my way back home

So there I was

Within the sobriety of the immortals

A semblance of supernatural winds passing through

The garden sighs flowers die

The gate was closed that day but I was bound to carry on

She could not see me through the windows

In dismay strangest twist upon her lips

Graven face she said my name

Once inside I heard whispers in the parlour

The gilded faces grin aware of my final demise

Demise demise demise

And I cried I knew she had lied

Her obsession had died it had died

When can I take you from this place

When is the word but a sigh

When is death our lone beholder

When do we walk the final steps

When can we scream instead of whisper

When is the new beginning

The end of this sad madrigal