Dirge for November Lyrics

Opeth

Lost, here is nowhere Searching home still Turning past me All are gone Time is now
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 sheds 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

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