“I am awaiting the sunrise, gazing modestly through the coldest morning. Once it came you lied, embracing us over autumn's proud treetops.” — Mikael Akerfeldt Opeth Copy Share Image
“I am awaiting the sunrise, gazing modestly through the coldest morning. Once it came you lied, embracing us over autumn's proud treetops.” — Mikael Akerfeldt Opeth Copy Share Image