April Ethereal Lyrics - My Arms, Your Hearse - Opeth

It was me, peering through the looking-glass. 

Beyond the embrace of Christ. 

Like the secret face within the tapestry. 

Like a bird of prey over the crest. 

And she was swathed in sorrow, as if born within its mask. 

Her candlelight snuffed, the icon smiled. 

Emptiness followed by her wake. 

I could clasp her in undying love. 

Within ghostlike rapture the final word was mine. 

She faced me in awe. 'twas a token of ebony colour. 

Embodied in faint vapour. 

Wandering through April's fire. 

Compelled to grasp and to hold the one that was you. 

I will endure, hide away. 

I would outrun the scythe, glaring with failure. 

It is a mere destiny I thought, a threshold I had crossed before. 

The rain was waving goodbye, and when the night came 

The forest folded its branches around me. 

Something passed by, and I went into a dream. 

She laughing and weeping at once: "take me away". 

I don't know how or why, I'll never know WHEN.