The Devil's Orchard Lyrics - Heritage - Opeth

This is obsidian 

The grip of winter unkind 

Devil will follow 

Be cast out and sworn to the dark 

Take the road where devil's speak 

God is dead, God is dead 

Throw out the darkness 

Inside you, telling you now 

Senses corrupted 

Controlling a poisonous will 

Take the road where devil's speak 

God is dead, God is dead 

In the corner of my eye 

Demon fades from the hole 

Led the blind 

Searched to find 

A pathway to the sun 

Saw the signs 

Intertwined 

Forgave me all my sins 

Why, why 

Oh, stigmats revealing our vices 

And oh, oh, stigmats revealing our vices