Opeth (83,48 %)
Blackwater Park (84,13 %)
In collection
Released: 2001-02-27
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
5
Year (2001):
2
Decade (2000's):
22
Overall:
200
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1.
The Leper Affinity
 10:24
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2.
Bleak
09:16
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3.
Harvest
 06:02
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4.
The Drapery Falls
10:54
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5.
Dirge for November
 07:54
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6.
The Funeral Portrait
 08:45
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7.
Patterns in the Ivy
01:52
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8.
Blackwater Park
12:08
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Album length:
00:07:15
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Lyrics |
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1.
The Leper Affinity
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We entered Winter once again Naked, freezing from my breath 'Neath the lid, all limbs tucked away This coffin is your abode from now and onwards Your body is mine to avail Such a tragic sight you are Slave under my creed Spurring me with those tears I am beyond death Midst a dreaming affinity Saving strength now, faint whispers Come erotic communion in its splendour Fever mirrored ghosts Night-time consolation, cross the line Draw murder into art Sleep inside through days In the wake of this relief Shivering, longing for more Insanity at its peak Love me to my death Lost are the days of Spring You sighed and let me in Keep the beast inside Shackled within my hide Screaming out too late Losing to my hate Grew together with your skin And paced the trails of sin Your gaze, covered with virgin snow Rigid features It's the shallow deeds who's to blame Deafening shrieks pierced the night A step from oblivion Moving into the dim lights Hiding within a reverie It was worth it for the wait alone |
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2.
Bleak
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Beating Heart still beating for the cause Feeding Soul still feeding on the loss Aching Limbs are aching from the rush Fading You are fading from my sight Break of morning, coldness lingers on Shroud me into nightmares of the sun Moving I am moving closer to your side Luring You are luring me into the night Crying Who is crying for you here Dying I am dying fast inside your tears Plunging towards bereavement faster yet Clearing thoughts, my mind is set Devious movements in your eyes Moved me from relief Breath comes out white clouds with your lies And filters through me You're close to the final word You're staring right past me in dismay A liquid seeps from your chest And drains me away Mist ripples round your thin white neck And draws me a line Cold fingers mark this dying wreck This moment is mine Help me cure you Atone for all you've done Help me leave you As all the days are done Night falls again Taking what's left of me Slight twist, shivering corpse Ornated with water, fills the cracks Clasped in my limbs by tradition This is all you need |
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3.
Harvest
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Stay with me a while Rise above the vile Name my final rest Poured into my chest Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead Halo of death, all I see is departure Mourner's lament but it's me who's the martyr Pledge yourself to me Never leave me be Sweat breaks on my brow Given time ends now Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead Halo of death, all I see is departure Mourner's lament but it's me who's the martyr Spirit painted sin Embers 'neath my skin Veiled in pale embrace Reached and touched my face Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead Halo of death, all I see is departure Mourner's lament but it's me who's the martyr |
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4.
The Drapery Falls
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Please remedy my confusion And thrust me back to the day The silence of your seclusion Brings night into all you say Pull me down again And guide me into pain I'm counting nocturnal hours Drowned visions in haunted sleep Faint flickering of your powers Leaks out to show what you keep Pull me down again And guide me into There is failure inside This test I can't persist Kept back by the enigma No criterias demanded here Deadly patterns made my wreath Prosperous in your ways Pale ghost in the corner Pouring a caress on your shoulder Puzzled by shrewd innocence Runs a thick tide beneath Ushered into inner graves Nails bleeding from the struggle It is the end for the weak at heart Always the same A lullaby for the ones who've lost all Reeling inside My gleaming eye in your necklace reflects Stare of primal regrets You turn your back and you walk away Never again Spiralling to the ground below Like Autumn leaves left in the wake to fade away Waking up to your sound again And lapse into the ways of misery |
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5.
Dirge for November
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Lost, here is nowhere Searching home still Turning past me, all are gone Time is now The omen showed, took me away Preparations are done, this can't last The mere reflection brought disgust No ordeal to conquer, this firm slit It sheds upon the floor, dripping into a pool Grant me sleep, take me under Like the wings of a dove, folding around I fade into this tender care |
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6.
The Funeral Portrait
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You wait by the window Morning's breath on the sill Idle hands given another try So you wait and you savour the moment Outside the canvas turned white Ruby eyes in the fog Rain washing clean all the sins A liquid gown that covers all Your loathe turns endless Opened mirage sooths your sense Locked on the pinnacle The best secret within Like a derelict child Heart burning for a stranger Ascending to the meek Flock round the liars in awe Caked in the soil beneath Fear me when we meet Turn away in admiration My firm grip round the nucleus of joy Enough of this You will leave me now You will see it now Perish at my hands Close to you Tangled up in hair Fresh stigma looks Shall I take you with me And it is cold Ruby eyes in the fog It is me And you are just like them all Stained by the name of fathers I'm greeting my downward fall Leaving the throes to others |
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7.
Patterns in the Ivy
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8.
Blackwater Park
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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 Ghosts 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 Mod round the dead Point fingers at the details Probing vomits for more Caight 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 |