silencioso baile con la muerte…

…todo se ha perdido…

…destrozado por la llegada del otoño.

Silent dance with death
Everything is lost
Torn by the arrival of Autumn
The blink of an eye
You know it’s me
You keep the dagger close at hand
And you saw nothing
False love turned to pure hate
The wind cried a lamentation
before merging with the grey

Demon, Demon of the fall
Demon, Demon of the fall
Demon, Demon of the fall
Demon, Demon of the fall

Gasping for another breath
She rose, Screaming at closed doors
Seductive faint mist
forging through the cracks in the wall
I shant resist
In tears for all of eternity
She turned around and faced me for the first time

Run away, run away, run away
Run away, run away, run away

Just one second
And I was left with nothing
Her fragrance still pulsating through damp air
That day came to an end
And she had lost in me
Her Credence

Opeth - Demon of The Fall, del My arms, your hearse.

Dicen las leyendas vikingas que Orlan bajó a los infiernos para robar la voz de Satanás y entregarsela a Mikael Akerfeldt. En la versión de estudio acojona mucho más.