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Текст песни Opeth - The Moor

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The sigh of summer upon my returnFifteen alike since I was hereBathed in deep fog, blurring my trailSnuffing the first morning raysWeary from what might have been agesStill calm with my mind at peaceWould I prosper or fall, drain the pastThe lapse of the moment took it`s turnI was foul and tainted, devoid of faithWearing my death-mask at birthThe hands of God, decrepit and thinCold caress and then nothingI was taken away from my plightA treason bestowed to the crowdBranded a jonah with fevered bloodUngodly freak, defilerPale touch, writhing in the embersDamp mud burning in my eyesAll the faces turned awayAnd all would sneer at my demiseOutcast with dogmas forged belowSeared and beaten, banished from where I was bornNo mercy would help me on my wayIn the pouring rain nothing is the sameVows in ashesI pledge myself to no-oneSeethed and spitefulAll shudder at the call of my nameIf you`ll bear with meYou`ll fear of meThere is no forgiveness in these eyesFor any of you but oneDispel the mist for nowMelinda is the reason why I`ve comeShe is waterdrops over the pyreA thistle in my handsStained and torn, aged and brownVirtous shell with kindred innocenseI awoke from the miasmaPassing swiftly through the moorThis is here, waters stirAnd in the distance all that was lostIf you`ll bear with meYou`ll fear of meYou`d never leave me toA fate with you

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