The Amen Corner Opeth

White summer, so far I have gone to see you again
Hiding your face in the palm of your hands
Finding solace in the words I do despise

You snatch at every sound
And even though you believe that I am shackled within death
Memories are tainted with paleness
Crestfallen still, those eyes, empty like a barren well

It was the only task I would undertake
To reap the harvest that was mine
The seed that had sprung into a florid meadow
And left me helpless in your embrace
The bond we never spoke of, once stark and enticing
Now slowly smoldering to dust

The celestial touch, from grey to black
A fathomless void enclosing
Unwritten secrets beneath the cobwebs
I can not endure

And so I rose from my sleep
The moon turned away its face
Overture of the long, black night begins...
Something you said: "Eerie circles upon the waters"