[00:00.000] 作词 : Mikael Åkerfeldt
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Mikael Åkerfeldt
[00:51.068]You wait by the window
[00:55.142]Morning's breath on the sill
[00:59.063]Idle hands given another try
[01:02.739]So you wait and you savour the moment
[01:06.566]Outside the canvas turned white
[01:10.083]Ruby eyes in the fog
[01:30.601]Rain washing clean all the sins
[01:34.182]A liquid gown that covers all
[01:37.851]Your loathe turns endless
[01:41.542]Opened mirage soothes your sense
[01:45.693]Locked on the pinnacle
[01:48.448]The best secret within
[02:44.204]Like a derelict child
[02:48.903]Heart burning for a stranger
[02:52.493]Ascending to the meek
[02:56.516]Flock round the liars in awe
[03:35.767]Caked in the soil beneath
[03:39.956]Fear me when we meet
[03:43.672]Turn away in admiration
[03:46.989]My firm grip round the nucleus of joy
[04:13.060]Enough of this
[04:16.507]You will leave me now
[04:20.489]You will see it now
[04:24.052]Perish at my hands
[05:56.524]Close to you, tangled up in hair
[06:03.919]Fresh stigma looks, shall I take you with me
[06:11.056]And it is cold, ruby eyes in the fog
[06:18.766]It is me
[06:48.263]And you are just like them all
[06:50.938]Stained by the names of fathers
[06:55.170]I'm greeting my downward fall
[06:58.348]Leaving the throes to others
[07:02.816]And you are just like them all
[07:05.577]Stained by the names of fathers
[07:09.713]I'm greeting my downward fall
[07:12.590]Leaving the throes to others

作词 : Mikael Åkerfeldt
作曲 : Mikael Åkerfeldt
You wait by the window
Morning's breath on the sill
Idle hands given another try
So you wait and you savour the moment
Outside the canvas turned white
Ruby eyes in the fog
Rain washing clean all the sins
A liquid gown that covers all
Your loathe turns endless
Opened mirage soothes your sense
Locked on the pinnacle
The best secret within
Like a derelict child
Heart burning for a stranger
Ascending to the meek
Flock round the liars in awe
Caked in the soil beneath
Fear me when we meet
Turn away in admiration
My firm grip round the nucleus of joy
Enough of this
You will leave me now
You will see it now
Perish at my hands
Close to you, tangled up in hair
Fresh stigma looks, shall I take you with me
And it is cold, ruby eyes in the fog
It is me
And you are just like them all
Stained by the names of fathers
I'm greeting my downward fall
Leaving the throes to others
And you are just like them all
Stained by the names of fathers
I'm greeting my downward fall
Leaving the throes to others