[ti:]Beneath The Mire [ar:]Opeth [al:]Ghost Reveries [00:00.00] [01:47.59]Haunted nights for haleyon days [01:56.23]Can't sleep to the scraping of his voice [01:56.37]Nature's way struck grief in me [02:01.66]And I became a ghost in sickness [02:04.75]Willingly guided into heresy [02:09.29]Beneath the surface, stark emptiness [02:14.83]And you'd pity my conviction [02:18.39]Whereas I thought of myself as a leader [02:38.15]You'd cling to your pleasant hope [02:48.66]It is twisted fascination [02:53.57]While I'd ruin the obstacles into despair [03:01.97]And I'm praising death [03:58.32]Lost love of the heart [04:05.39]In a holocaust scene memory [05:15.07]Decrepit body wearing transparent skin [05:23.15]Inside, the smoke of failure [05:44.35]Wept for solace and submit to faith [05:54.61]In his shadow I'm choking Yet flourishing [06:03.03]Master [06:07.47]A delusion made me stronger [06:08.59]Yet I'm draped in pale withering flesh [06:12.63]I sacrificed more than I had [06:15.66]And left my woes beneath the mire