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作詞: Mikael Åkerfeldt

作曲: Mikael Åkerfeldt

"Draped in death, the howl of lore"

Draped in death, the howl of lore

Alas, my time is at an end

I have wallowed in self-pity

And I confess to you as part of (my) final plight

"Draped in death, the howl of lore"

This is the last will and testament of father

Hear, the last will and testament of father

A syndicates mass in the waiting room

"Like spiders weave"

And rumors spread fast above "regal" tombs

Enacted grief

I will here unearth the secrets I've been hiding (hiding, hiding)

And guide "my" children through my trials

Put your trust in my command

I thin the blood

I lift my hand

"Draped in death, the howl of lore"

This is the last will and testament of father

Hear, the last will and testament of father