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Opeth Ghost Reveries

Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition

Found a way to rid myself clean of pain And the fever that's been haunting me Has gone away Looking through my window I seem to recognize All the people

Pushing nerves on a puppet Endless poison in my veins Clean intent now tainted with death And so, cold touch now inhumane Every waking hour Awaiting a reverie

Haunted nights for haleyon days Can't sleep to the scraping of his voice Nature's way struck grief in me And I became a ghost in sickness Willingly

Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition

Found a way to rid myself Clean of pain And the fever that's been haunting me Has gone away Looking through my window I seem to recognize all the people

Into the trees Past meadow grounds And further away from my home Baying behind me I hear the hounds Flock's chasing to find me alone A trail of sickness

Majesty Faithful me Pour yourself Into me Wield your power Martyr's price Stare me down To the ground The eyes of the devil Fixed on his sinners Slake

: Cleared the fog that was veiled around me And blurred my sights Suddenly, I'm no longer aching To honor my plights Rising moon and my skin is peeling