| Song | The Moor |
| Artist | Opeth |
| Album | Still Life |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Opeth |
| [03:43.29] | The sigh of summer upon my return |
| [03:46.80] | Fifteen alike since I was here |
| [03:50.19] | Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail |
| [03:54.02] | Snuffing the first morning rays |
| [03:57.71] | Weary from what might have been ages |
| [04:01.36] | Still calm with my mind at peace |
| [04:05.20] | Would I prosper or fall, Drain the past |
| [04:08.90] | The lapse of the moment took its turn |
| [04:27.45] | I was foul and tainted, Devoid of faith |
| [04:31.51] | Wearing my death-mask at birth |
| [04:35.20] | The hands of God, Decrepit and thin |
| [04:38.88] | Cold caress and then nothing |
| [04:42.49] | I was taken away from my plight |
| [04:46.44] | A treason bestowed to the crowd |
| [04:49.84] | Branded a jonah with fevered blood |
| [04:53.75] | Ungodly freak, Defiler |
| [04:57.80] | Pale touch, Writhing in the embers |
| [05:05.05] | Damp mud burning in my eyes |
| [05:27.99] | All the faces turned away |
| [05:35.22] | And all would sneer at my demise |
| [06:27.98] | Outcast with dogmas forged below |
| [06:35.81] | Seared and beaten, Banished from where I was born |
| [06:43.30] | No mercy would help me on my way |
| [06:50.84] | In the pouring rain nothing is the same |
| [07:00.25] | Vows in ashes |
| [07:02.37] | I pledge myself to no-one |
| [07:06.02] | Seethed and spiteful |
| [07:10.26] | All shudder at the call of my name |
| [07:13.19] | If you'll bear with me |
| [07:17.24] | You'll fear of me |
| [08:28.92] | There is no forgiveness in these eyes |
| [08:38.62] | For any of you but one |
| [08:47.39] | Dispel the mist for now |
| [08:56.52] | Melinda is the reason why I've come |
| [10:20.45] | She is waterdrops over the pyre |
| [10:27.84] | A thistle in my hands |
| [10:35.30] | Stained and torn, Aged and brown |
| [10:42.95] | Virtuous shell with kindred innocence |
| [10:51.24] | I awoke from the miasma |
| [10:54.44] | Passing swiftly through the moor |
| [10:58.19] | This is here, Waters stir |
| [11:02.00] | And in the distance all that was lost |
| [11:04.84] | If you'll bear with me |
| [11:09.21] | You'll fear of me |
| [11:12.59] | You'd never leave me to |
| [11:16.75] | A fate with you |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Opeth |
| [03:43.29] | The sigh of summer upon my return |
| [03:46.80] | Fifteen alike since I was here |
| [03:50.19] | Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail |
| [03:54.02] | Snuffing the first morning rays |
| [03:57.71] | Weary from what might have been ages |
| [04:01.36] | Still calm with my mind at peace |
| [04:05.20] | Would I prosper or fall, Drain the past |
| [04:08.90] | The lapse of the moment took its turn |
| [04:27.45] | I was foul and tainted, Devoid of faith |
| [04:31.51] | Wearing my deathmask at birth |
| [04:35.20] | The hands of God, Decrepit and thin |
| [04:38.88] | Cold caress and then nothing |
| [04:42.49] | I was taken away from my plight |
| [04:46.44] | A treason bestowed to the crowd |
| [04:49.84] | Branded a jonah with fevered blood |
| [04:53.75] | Ungodly freak, Defiler |
| [04:57.80] | Pale touch, Writhing in the embers |
| [05:05.05] | Damp mud burning in my eyes |
| [05:27.99] | All the faces turned away |
| [05:35.22] | And all would sneer at my demise |
| [06:27.98] | Outcast with dogmas forged below |
| [06:35.81] | Seared and beaten, Banished from where I was born |
| [06:43.30] | No mercy would help me on my way |
| [06:50.84] | In the pouring rain nothing is the same |
| [07:00.25] | Vows in ashes |
| [07:02.37] | I pledge myself to noone |
| [07:06.02] | Seethed and spiteful |
| [07:10.26] | All shudder at the call of my name |
| [07:13.19] | If you' ll bear with me |
| [07:17.24] | You' ll fear of me |
| [08:28.92] | There is no forgiveness in these eyes |
| [08:38.62] | For any of you but one |
| [08:47.39] | Dispel the mist for now |
| [08:56.52] | Melinda is the reason why I' ve come |
| [10:20.45] | She is waterdrops over the pyre |
| [10:27.84] | A thistle in my hands |
| [10:35.30] | Stained and torn, Aged and brown |
| [10:42.95] | Virtuous shell with kindred innocence |
| [10:51.24] | I awoke from the miasma |
| [10:54.44] | Passing swiftly through the moor |
| [10:58.19] | This is here, Waters stir |
| [11:02.00] | And in the distance all that was lost |
| [11:04.84] | If you' ll bear with me |
| [11:09.21] | You' ll fear of me |
| [11:12.59] | You' d never leave me to |
| [11:16.75] | A fate with you |