Opeth Heritage Heritage instrumental The Devil's Orchard This trail os obsidian, the grip of Winter uncoiled A lover would follow me Cast down and sworn to the dark Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" The wealth of darkness Inside you, telling you "now" Your senses corrupted Controlling a poisonous will Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" In the corner of my eye You are tearing flesh from bone Led the blind in search to find A pathway to the sun Saw the signs interwine And forgave me all my sins No stigmas revealing our vices And there are no stigmas revealing our vices God is dead I Feel the Dark I feel the dark when I see you I feel the dark when I see you Loosen the harness of trast Survey an impulse of lust The thespian is far away Uprooted yet forced to stay Sing a lie, ghost of the night Give yourself to me The road is long and winding still And these bonds will start to fray But another day A flaking wish inside Veiled comes the daylight through the glass In the never-ending rain This is no friend of mine Stalking the comfort within A flaking wish inside The mother of lies And you're going out to war When the beast is coming home And the sun is seen no more For the devil's love you bore I feel the dark when I see you Slither Your eyes gave away all your lies in the end The darning of a seething design Kept a secret from the light And felt the weight on my shoulders increase A bleeding heart led by desperation Like a bird on a wire A broken promise of dedication Never ever again Nepenthe Hope would fail me in the falling snow And slake a wish inside Friends would leave me in my darkest hour Yet trust me with their lives She would haunt my dreams and feed my demons They tell me to go Häxprocess A lifeline in a drop of blood A dying wish to shur a God Sought a dream inside the light Finally relieved from plight O this night is decieveing One eternal Winter Earth below and reeling Moon is riding high Father and a liar One forgotten season Secrets in the mire Moon is riding high Aligning A name inside a memory Waiting for you When words can't win her There is nothing to do Save your children Drenched in poverty Tracks in the snow Leading them to woe Famine I can't see your face And I can't breathe your air So i wonder why I get cold inside When I hear your name When we meet eye to eye I will ask how and why And when guilt has its way One lesser reason to stay And I will see her cry Into the fire oy our youth comes the devil again And you feel your way, feel your way Saw you standing nigh In the corner Told me that you had died And I would die when my heart was empty Become a ghost in perpetual void And neglect all reasons why The Lines in My Hand We are dying in the wake of gods and decrees remain arcane And everything around us is a consequence of pain The writings on the wall depict a truth that no one reads A government of puppets blinded by another creed Burning voice of insanity Nothing is the same Barren lands for the idle man Find all the lines in your hand Blinding storms are surrounding us Take control In our cups, poisoned wine Find all the lines in your hands Folklore Hey you, will you be true When you can see through what I do Feel the pain in your brain, insane Will I see my name in your scars And you will see what you mean to me Last between the lines Do you feel the need When the night comes down And when the night comes down A father is waiting And you will see what you mean to me Lost control and called your name Left a home in the pouring rain In a sea of guilt and shame Will we sustain Marrow of the Earth instrumental