The Devil's Orchard
by Opeth
From the album: Heritage
Duration: 06:39
Lyrics for The Devil's Orchard
This trail is obsidian, the grip of winter uncoiled A lover would follow me, cast down and sworn to the dark Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" God is dead The wealth of darkness inside you, telling you "now" Your senses corrupted, controlling a poisonous will Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" God is dead In the corner of my eye Tearing flesh from bone Led the blind in search to find A pathway to the sun Saw the signs intertwine Forgave me of all my sins Why? Why? No stigmas revealing our vices And there are no stigmas revealing our vices God is dead God is dead