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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Dirge For November Lyrics as written by Sven Peter Malcolm Lindgren Mikael Lars Akerfeldt

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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