Friday, November 16, 2007

Opeth - Black Rose Immortal (The Greatest Song Ever)

This 20 minute masterpiece is an epitome of brilliant lyrics decorated by equally mesmerizing musical arrangement. A song that covers the whole range of musical genres inclusive and not restricted to : jazz, rock, blues, amazing guitar play, vivid imagery, depth of emotions and awesome wordplay just like any classical piece of poetry. Led Zep, Beatles, Floyd; great they all are but no song comes close to the absolute marvel of 'Black Rose Immortal'.

Here are the lyrics of this beautiful song.


In the name of desperation
I call your name
A lamentation I sigh
Again and again

Spiritual eclipse
The gateways are closed for me to seek

The night...
A veil of stars, watching
My shadow is born from light
The light of the eye, in darkness

Over troubled waters memories soar
Endlessly, searching night and day
The moonlight caresses a lonely hill
With the calmness of a whisper

I wear a naked soul
A blank face in the streaming water
It is cold in here
Frost scar my coat with dust

Eyes attach to your mute portrait
We spoke only through thoughts
Together we gazed, awaited
Hours brought thirst and the rising sun

Sunbirds leave their dark recesses
Shadows glid the archways

Do not turn your face towards me
Confronting me with my lonliness
You are in a forest unknown
The secret orchard
And your voice is vast and achromatic
But still so precious

Lullaby of the crescent moon took you
Mesmerized, its kaleidoscopic face
Granted you a hollow stare
Another soul within the divine herd

I have kept it
The amaranth symbol
Hiddin inside the golden shrine
Until we rejoice in the meadow
Of the end
When we both walk the shadows
It will set ablaze and vanish
Black rose immortal

It is getting dark again
Dusk shuffle across the fields
The evening trees moan as if they knew
At night I always dream of you


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Thursday, November 08, 2007

Evening in the Burnet Woods

Sunday, November 04, 2007

The Golden Silence

Tales of disappointment and delusion
continue to flow,
and though I know
that silence is golden,
I still opine.

Isnt it amazing,
the wordy world
we live in?
Words all around,
with no meaning
or purpose.
Too less ears
for far too many stories,
wish I knew
how to be silent at times.

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