ALBUM REVIEW: Opeth – The Last Will and Testament
Draped in death, the howl of lore.
Draped in death, the howl of lore.
Drum blues.
Joyless figures, all perfectly dosed. All immersed, sullen and cold.
I want to believe there’s a motivation in negative spaces.
The ghost of me becomes a part of you.
Pain is your beauty enveloped in doom.
We will not disband.
My head is a highway all the time.
Only the dead know the end, may we meet again.