The Moor (Remastered)
Opeth"The Moor (Remastered)" es una canción de Opeth, 2008, Pop. La canción dura 11:17, 46 lines / 272 words.
Letra
0:00The sigh of summer upon my return
3:47Fifteen alike since I was here
3:51Bathed in deep fog blurring my trail
3:54Snuffing the first morning rays
3:58Weary from what might have been ages
4:03Still calm with my mind at peace
4:04Would I prosper or fall Drain the past
4:10The lapse of the moment took its turn
4:28I was foul and tainted Devoid of faith
4:31Wearing my death-mask at birth
4:33The hands of God Decrepit and thin
4:39Cold caress and then nothing
4:42I was taken away from my plight
4:46A treason bestowed to the crowd
4:50Branded a jonah with fevered blood
4:54Ungodly freak Defiler
4:58Pale touch Writhing in the embers
5:05Damp mud burning in my eyes
5:28All the faces turned away
5:35And all would sneer at my demise
6:29Outcast with dogmas forged below
6:36Seared and beaten Banished from where I was born
6:43No mercy would help me on my way
6:51In the pouring rain nothing is the same
7:00Vows in ashes
7:02I pledge myself to no-one
7:03Seethed and spiteful
7:04All shudder at the call of my name
7:10If youll bear with me
7:12Youll fear of me
8:29There is no forgiveness in these eyes
8:39For any of you but one
8:47Dispel the mist for now
8:57Melinda is the reason why Ive come
9:20She is waterdrops over the pyre
9:56A thistle in my hands
10:22Stained and torn Aged and brown
10:40Virtous shell with kindred innocense
10:44I awoke from the miasma
10:46Passing swiftly through the moor
10:58This is here Waters stir
11:01And in the distance all that was lost
11:06If youll bear with me
11:07Youll fear of me
11:11Youd never leave me to
11:17A fate with you
The sigh of summer upon my return Fifteen alike since I was here Bathed in deep fog blurring my trail Snuffing the first morning rays Weary from what might have been ages Still calm with my mind at peace Would I prosper or fall Drain the past The lapse of the moment took its turn I was foul and tainted Devoid of faith Wearing my death-mask at birth The hands of God Decrepit and thin Cold caress and then nothing I was taken away from my plight A treason bestowed to the crowd Branded a jonah with fevered blood Ungodly freak Defiler Pale touch Writhing in the embers Damp mud burning in my eyes All the faces turned away And all would sneer at my demise Outcast with dogmas forged below Seared and beaten Banished from where I was born No mercy would help me on my way In the pouring rain nothing is the same Vows in ashes I pledge myself to no-one Seethed and spiteful All shudder at the call of my name If youll bear with me Youll fear of me There is no forgiveness in these eyes For any of you but one Dispel the mist for now Melinda is the reason why Ive come She is waterdrops over the pyre A thistle in my hands Stained and torn Aged and brown Virtous shell with kindred innocense I awoke from the miasma Passing swiftly through the moor This is here Waters stir And in the distance all that was lost If youll bear with me Youll fear of me Youd never leave me to A fate with you
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