《Prologue》歌词

[00:00:01] (the sound of rain...)

[00:00:10] [a morning in magenta,

[00:00:12] the petals fed from the dew

[00:00:15] she held her breath for a moment

[00:00:17] to pause off the stream

[00:00:19] still cling to vast, old memories

[00:00:21] and i would marvel at her beauty

[00:00:23] playing through the rain

[00:00:25] the coffin is beautifully engraved

[00:00:27] standing by soul, symbols of death

[00:00:29] all of which are stared upon

[00:00:31] with porcelain eyes it seems

[00:00:33] some spoke, and it was my turn to go

[00:00:35] in death entwined, i could not believe

[00:00:37] but it hangs around my neck

[00:00:39] a soft breeze passed me by

[00:00:42] somewhat warmer for a second

[00:00:44] i knew it was the coming of spring

[00:00:53] (written by mikeal akerfeldt)