作词 : Opeth
Lost, here is nowhere
Searching home still
Turning past me, all are gone
Time is now


(edited by ANTICHRIS)

The omen showed, took me away
Preparations are done, this can't last
The mere reflection brought disgust
No ordeal to conquer, this firm slit


It shed upon the floor, dripping into a pool
Grant me sleep, take me under
Like the wings of a dove, folding around
I fade into this tender care

(this is one of my favourite tracks in this album, sounds like heavy but ethreal,a feeling of deliverance...)