opethin en güzel albumlerinden biri... 5. albumudur ve 2001 senesinde çıkmıştır. şu şarkılardan oluşur:
1-the leper affinity
2-bleak
3-harvest
4-the drapery falls
5-dirge for november
6-the funeral portrait
7-patterns in the ivy
8-blackwater park
9-still day beneath the sun
10-patterns in the ivy 2
blackwater park
12.08 dakikalik gaz mi gaz opeth sarkisi."opeth ne?" diyen bir bunyeye face of melinda ile birlikte dinletildiginde bunyeyi direk opeth hayrani yapabilecek sarki.mikael akerfeldt’in bu ne yaa dedirten vokallerinden tutun yumusacik akustige,tek kelimeyle "opeth riffi" olarak tanimlanabilecek rifflere kadar opeth elemanlarinin yumusak vokaller yapmak disinda tum yeteneklerini sergiledikleri parca.
confessor
of the tragedies in man
lurking in the core of us all
the last dying call for the everlost
brief encounters, bleeding pain
lepers coiled ‘neath the trees
dying men in bewildered soliloquys
perversions bloom round the bend
seekers, lost in their quest
ghost of friends frolic under the waning moon
it is the year of death
wielding his instruments
stealth sovereign reaper
touching us with ease
infecting the roots in an instant
burning crop of disease
i am just a spectator
an advocate documenting the loss
fluttering with conceit
this doesn’t concern me yet
still far from the knell
taunting their bereavement
mob round the dead
point fingers at the details
probing vomits for more
caught in unbridled suspense
we have all lost it now
catching the flakes of dismay
born the travesty of man
regular pulse midst pandemonium
you’re plucked to the mass
parched with thirst for the wicked
sick liaisons raised this monumental mark
the sun sets forever over blackwater park
confessor
of the tragedies in man
lurking in the core of us all
the last dying call for the everlost
brief encounters, bleeding pain
lepers coiled ‘neath the trees
dying men in bewildered soliloquys
perversions bloom round the bend
seekers, lost in their quest
ghost of friends frolic under the waning moon
it is the year of death
wielding his instruments
stealth sovereign reaper
touching us with ease
infecting the roots in an instant
burning crop of disease
i am just a spectator
an advocate documenting the loss
fluttering with conceit
this doesn’t concern me yet
still far from the knell
taunting their bereavement
mob round the dead
point fingers at the details
probing vomits for more
caught in unbridled suspense
we have all lost it now
catching the flakes of dismay
born the travesty of man
regular pulse midst pandemonium
you’re plucked to the mass
parched with thirst for the wicked
sick liaisons raised this monumental mark
the sun sets forever over blackwater park
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