Besedila: Opeth. My Arms, Your Hearse. Demon Of The Fall.

Silent dance with death, everything is lost
Torn by the arrival of autumn
The blink of an eye, you know it's me
You keep the dagger close at hand

And you saw nothing
False love turned to pure hate
The wind cried a lamentation
Before merging with the gray

Demon, demon of the fall
Demon, demon of the fall
Demon, demon of the fall
Demon, demon of the fall

Gasping for another breath
She rose, screaming at closed doors
Seductive faint mist forging through
The cracks in the wall

I shan't resist
In tears for all of eternity
She turned around
And faced me for the first time

Run away
Run away, run away
Run away
Run away, run away

Just one second and I was left with nothing
Her fragrance still pulsating through damp air
That day came to an end
And she had lost in me her credence