| Song | Deliverance |
| Artist | Opeth |
| Album | Lamentations: Live at Shepherd's Bush Empire 2003 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Deliverance-opeth | |
| Floating on mist | |
| crept up by caverns of my brain | |
| receving no warning | |
| from nothing to a life code | |
| walk with me, you?ll never leave | |
| wait to see your spirit free | |
| tell me how your heart?s in need | |
| as i drown you in the sea | |
| unvinding snares of distrust | |
| your wrist in my face grip | |
| look me in the eye, i?m clear | |
| this is your time | |
| face down beneath the waterline | |
| gazing inteo the deep | |
| from love to death | |
| in a time span for seconds | |
| oblvious to regret | |
| pushed into belif | |
| in liquid cellophane | |
| gasping for air | |
| mercy in my eyes | |
| is the shade of the night | |
| the piercing sounds you make | |
| soaring higher, higer now | |
| and ounce left in my wake | |
| your memory is noting but the scars on me | |
| all over now | |
| forgotten why i need this | |
| standing down | |
| disappear into the obscure | |
| resting days | |
| waiting for new disease | |
| biding time | |
| looked inside insanity | |
| at always burns within | |
| the downward spiral never ends | |
| when driven into sin | |
| your salvation found in a sinner?s deed | |
| the devil guids the day | |
| tells me what to say | |
| pours himself inside | |
| and snuffs the final light | |
| deliverance | |
| thrown back at me | |
| deliverance | |
| laughing at me ... | |
| (M。puffy) |
| Deliveranceopeth | |
| Floating on mist | |
| crept up by caverns of my brain | |
| receving no warning | |
| from nothing to a life code | |
| walk with me, you? ll never leave | |
| wait to see your spirit free | |
| tell me how your heart? s in need | |
| as i drown you in the sea | |
| unvinding snares of distrust | |
| your wrist in my face grip | |
| look me in the eye, i? m clear | |
| this is your time | |
| face down beneath the waterline | |
| gazing inteo the deep | |
| from love to death | |
| in a time span for seconds | |
| oblvious to regret | |
| pushed into belif | |
| in liquid cellophane | |
| gasping for air | |
| mercy in my eyes | |
| is the shade of the night | |
| the piercing sounds you make | |
| soaring higher, higer now | |
| and ounce left in my wake | |
| your memory is noting but the scars on me | |
| all over now | |
| forgotten why i need this | |
| standing down | |
| disappear into the obscure | |
| resting days | |
| waiting for new disease | |
| biding time | |
| looked inside insanity | |
| at always burns within | |
| the downward spiral never ends | |
| when driven into sin | |
| your salvation found in a sinner? s deed | |
| the devil guids the day | |
| tells me what to say | |
| pours himself inside | |
| and snuffs the final light | |
| deliverance | |
| thrown back at me | |
| deliverance | |
| laughing at me ... | |
| M. puffy |
| Deliveranceopeth | |
| Floating on mist | |
| crept up by caverns of my brain | |
| receving no warning | |
| from nothing to a life code | |
| walk with me, you? ll never leave | |
| wait to see your spirit free | |
| tell me how your heart? s in need | |
| as i drown you in the sea | |
| unvinding snares of distrust | |
| your wrist in my face grip | |
| look me in the eye, i? m clear | |
| this is your time | |
| face down beneath the waterline | |
| gazing inteo the deep | |
| from love to death | |
| in a time span for seconds | |
| oblvious to regret | |
| pushed into belif | |
| in liquid cellophane | |
| gasping for air | |
| mercy in my eyes | |
| is the shade of the night | |
| the piercing sounds you make | |
| soaring higher, higer now | |
| and ounce left in my wake | |
| your memory is noting but the scars on me | |
| all over now | |
| forgotten why i need this | |
| standing down | |
| disappear into the obscure | |
| resting days | |
| waiting for new disease | |
| biding time | |
| looked inside insanity | |
| at always burns within | |
| the downward spiral never ends | |
| when driven into sin | |
| your salvation found in a sinner? s deed | |
| the devil guids the day | |
| tells me what to say | |
| pours himself inside | |
| and snuffs the final light | |
| deliverance | |
| thrown back at me | |
| deliverance | |
| laughing at me ... | |
| M. puffy |