§1 Opeth Lyrics: Draped in death, the howl of lore Draped in death, the howl of lore Alas, my time is at an end I have wallowed in self-pity And I confess to you As part of final plight Draped in death, the howl of lore This is the last will and testament of father Hear, the last will and testament of father A syndicates mass in the waiting room Like spiders weave And rumors spread fast above regal tombs Enacted grief I will here unearth the secrets I've been hiding (hiding, hiding) And guide my children through my trials Put your trust in my command I thin the blood. I lift my hand Draped in death, the howl of lore This is the last will and testament of father Hear, the last will and testament of father Letra: Cubierto de muerte, el aullido de la tradición Cubierto de muerte, el aullido de la tradición Ay, mi tiempo ha llegado a su fin He estado sumido en la autocompasión Y te
The Future Is a Foreing Land Ghost Lyrics: Fifteen years from now I know it feels remote But picture it somehow In your head It's 1984 And knocking on your door Is the Brownshirt Stasi guard Boom, you're gone And in the blood of the Kennedys The good ones get shot And in the absence of sympathies Won't you hear me out? When it all burns down When it all burns down I will hold you close for the minute Yeah, I'll hold you for the minute it takes Fifty-five years from now I know it sounds insane The dark fascist regime might be gone (Might be gone) Oh, if you by then have forgiven me When push comes to shove We don't have to be enemies Won't you hear me out? When it all burns down When it all burns down I will hold you close for the minute For the minute When it all burns down And the flames devour everything that we are I will hold you for the minute I will hold you for the minute it takes