Opeth. Orchid. In The Mist She Was Standing. Zeneszám

Seven milestones...
Under a watching autumn eye
The message of the wind

With frozen hands I rode with the stars

With anger the wind blew
Giving wings to my stallion
Clouds gathered across the moon
Blazing, the white light

Passing the lake I know so well
I am near, yet so far away

Arrival...
I saw her standing in the darkness
Awaiting me like the light awaits the day
Standing silent smiling at my presence
A black candle holds the only light

Darkness encloses

And the candle seems to expire
In her cold, cold hand
And as a forlorn soul

It will fade away

Touching her flesh in this night
My blood froze forever

Emraced before the dawn
A kiss brought total eclipse

And she spoke
Once and forever
I am so cold
In mist enrobed in twilight
She was standing...