מילים לשיר The Moor – Opeth

The sigh of summer upon my return
Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail
Snuffing the first morning rays
Fifteen alike since I was here 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 deathThe hands of God, decrepit and thin
A treason bestowed to the crowd
Cold caress and then nothing
I was taken away from my plight
Branded a jonah with fevered blood
Ungodly freak, defiler All the faces turned away
Damp mud burning in my eyes
Pale touch, writhing in the embers
And all would sneer at my demise Outcast with dogmas forged below
No mercy would help me on my way
Seared and beaten, banished from where I was born
In the pouring rain nothing is the same Vows in ashes
I pledge myself to noAll shudder at the call of my name
If you'll bear with me
You'll fear of me
Seethed and spiteful For any of you but one
There is no forgiveness in there eyes
Melinda is the reason why I've come
Dispel the mist for now
She is waterdrops over the pyre A thistle in my hands
Staned and torn, aged and brown
Virtous shell with kindred innocence I awoke from the miasma
And in the distance all that was lost
Passing swiftly through the moor
If you'll bear with me
This is here, waters stir
You'll fear of me
You'd never leave me to
A fate with you.