have you ever cried to opeth?

I got it at fields of rock last sunday... twice...

On Strapping young Lad "Devour", the scream at the end of the song by a Devin out of control... and on Metallica when they played "enter sandman", the audience screamed so loud that you couldn't hear James hetffield's voice anymore! :headbang:
 
Don Corleone said:
yeah, two of opeth's albums are about mainly on vengeance and murder...something like a serious version of cave's murder ballads.

MERDER? :yell:
whats going on? Im gonna write a really sad album about twatting people and you lot better fucking cry!! or else! :(
 
Thortyir said:
And once at an anathema gig in Vosselaar (belgium)... they played an acoustic version of "fragile dreams" and let sing the song by all the audience... absolutely beautiful... :cry:

it was a great moment
 
Strangelight said:
MERDER? :yell:
whats going on? Im gonna write a really sad album about twatting people and you lot better fucking cry!! or else! :(

LOLLERZ

oh come on, dunc, it's not only that of course. opeth is not chopping up women in their songs...


BLEAK

beating
heart still beating for the cause
feeding
soul still feeding from the loss
aching
limbs are aching from the rush
fading
you are fading from my sight

break of morning, coldness lingers on
shroud me into nightmares of the sun

moving
i am moving closer to your side
luring
you are luring me into the night
crying
who is crying for you here
dying
i am dying fast inside your tears

plunging towards bereavement faster yet
clearing thoughts, my mind is set

devious movements in your eyes
moved me from relief
breath comes out white clouds with your lies
and filters through me
you're close to the final word
you're staring right past me in dismay
a liquid seeps from your chest
and drains me away
mist ripples round your thin white neck
and draws me a line
cold fingers mark this dying wreck
this moment is mine

help me cure you
atone for all you've done
help me leave you
as all the days are gone

night fall again
taking what's left of me
slight twist, shivering corpse
ornated with water, fills the cracks
clasped in my lims by tradition
this is all you need