April Ethereal
Opeth Lyrics

It was me, peering through the looking-glass.
I found myself staring into a mirror or window, searching for a deeper understanding of myself and the world around me.

Beyond the embrace of Christ.
I was exploring ideas and experiences outside of traditional religious beliefs.

Like the secret face within the tapestry.
I saw hidden layers and meaning in the world, like a figure hidden within a woven work of art.

Like a bird of prey over the crest.
I felt confident and powerful, like a predator soaring above the world.

And she was swathed in sorrow, as if born within its mask.
I encountered someone deeply entrenched in sadness and despair, almost as if they were born with it as a defining aspect of their identity.

Her candlelight snuffed, the icon smiled.
The light that gave the woman hope or comfort was extinguished, and yet the symbol of what she believed in still seemed to be mocking her.

Emptiness followed by her wake.
The woman left behind an aura of emptiness or loss, as if nothing could replace what she had taken with her.

I could clasp her in undying love.
I felt a strong desire to love and protect the woman, even if she seemed beyond reach or salvation.

Within ghostlike rapture the final word was mine.
In a state of ghostly, otherworldly ecstasy, I felt as if I had achieved a final victory or profound realization.

She faced me in awe. 'twas a token of ebony color.
The woman was amazed or fearful of my presence, and yet she acknowledged my power or significance with a mysterious black object.

Embodied in faint vapor.
The symbol or token seemed to be made of a delicate, ethereal substance that reflected its intangible meaning or importance.

Wandering through April's fire.
I was exploring or experiencing intense emotions or events that were as unpredictable and intense as the seasonal changes of April.

Compelled to grasp and to hold the one that was you.
I felt an overwhelming urge to capture or possess the person or thing that had captured my attention or imagination.

I will endure, hide away.
Even if I faced hardship or criticism, I would persist with my desires or beliefs, sometimes retreating into myself to avoid the outside world.

I would outrun the scythe, glaring with failure.
I hoped to escape death or destruction, even as evidence of my own limitations and mistakes pursued me relentlessly.

It is a mere destiny I thought, a threshold I had crossed before.
Despite feeling that my fate was predetermined, I had a sense of déjà vu or having experienced similar situations in the past.

The rain was waving goodbye, and when the night came
I sensed that a period of change or transition was ending, as the natural cycles of rain and darkness announced a shift in my surroundings.

The forest folded its branches around me.
I felt enveloped by the natural world, as if the trees and plants themselves were offering me their protection and guidance.

Something passed by, and I went into a dream.
I experienced a fleeting, surreal moment that transported me into a state of unconsciousness or fantasy.

She laughing and weeping at once: "take me away".
The woman expressed a complicated mixture of emotions, including joy and sadness, and requested that I help her escape from her current situation.

I don't know how or why, I'll never know when.
I was uncertain or ignorant about the details of my experiences, unable to fully comprehend or analyze them in the moment.