Opeth - Harvest

Harvest

Stay with me a while
Rise above the vile
Name my final rest
Poured into my chest
Pledge yourself to me
Never leave me be
Sweat breaks on my brow
Given time ends now
Spirit painted sin
Embers neath my skin
Veiled in pale embrace
Reached and to uched my face
Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate
Wilted scenes for us who couldnt wait
Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead
Halo of death, all I see is departure
Mourners lament but its me whos the martyr