Ghosts Of Perdition

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OPETH是一支来自瑞典的著名的死亡金属乐队，乐队的灵魂人物MIKAEL AKERFELDT绝对是极端金属界的奇才，一人包办主唱、吉他和歌曲创作，其魅力也争取到DAN SWANO这样的大腕为OPETH监制唱片。OPETH的音乐风格在众多的死亡金属乐队中可以说是相当有特色的，他们的音乐几乎融合了所有极端金属音乐的元素，死亡金属、毁灭金属、黑金属、前卫金属等风格都在乐队的作品中有所体现，最可贵的是OPETH将这些元素融合的非常完美，决不会给人以杂乱勉强的感觉，所以在极端金属乐迷的心目中OPETH一直是最优秀的死亡金属乐队之一。

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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

Stuck in her chest

A warning on one read

Tragic friendship

Called inside the fog

Pouring venom brew deceiving

Devil cracked the earthly shell

Foretold she was the one

Blew hope into the room and said:

“ you have to live before you die young”

Holding her down

Channeling darkness

Hemlock for the gods 

Fading resistance

Draining the weakness

Penetrating inner light

Road into the dark unaware

Winding ever higher

Darkness by her side

Spoke and passed her by

Dedicated hunter

Waits to pull us under

Rose up to it’s call

In his arms she’d fall

Mother light received

And a faithful servant’s free

In time the hissing of her sanity

Faded out her voice and soiled her name

And like marked pages in a diary

Everything seemed clean that is unstained

The incoherent talk of ordinary days

Why would we really need to live?

Decide what is clear and what’s within a haze

What you should take and what to give

Ghost of perdition

A saint’s premonition’s unclear

Keeper of holy hordes

Keeper of holy whores

To see a beloved son

In despair of what’s come

If one cut the source of the flow

And everything would change

Would conviction fall

In the shadow of the righteous

The phantasm of your mind

Might be calling you to go

Defying the forgotten morals

Where the victim is the prey