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The end.
The songwriter`s dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence ”HOME” The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell One last perfect verse Is still the same old song Oh Christ how I hate what I have become Take me home Getaway, runaway, fly away Lead me astray to dreamer`s hideaway I cannot cry `cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world Forgive me I have but two faces One for the world One for God Save me I cannot cry `cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world My home was there `n then Those meadows of heaven Adventure-filled days One with every smiling face Please, no more words Thoughts from a severed head No more praise Tell me once my heart goes right Take me home Getaway, runaway, fly away Lead me astray to dreamer`s hideaway I cannot cry `cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world Forgive me I have but two faces One for the world One for God Save me I cannot cry `cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world ”THE PACIFIC” Sparkle my scenery With turquoise waterfall With beauty underneath The Ever Free Tuck me in beneath the blue Beneath the pain, beneath the rain Goodnight kiss for a child in time Swaying blade my lullaby On the shore we sat and hoped Under the same pale moon Whose guiding light chose you Chose you all ” I`m afraid. I`m so afraid. Being raped again, and again, and again I know I will die alone. But loved. You live long enough to hear the sound of guns, long enough to find yourself screaming every night, long enough to see your friends betray you. For years I`ve been strapped unto this altar. Now I only have 3 minutes and counting. I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me a death I always longed for ”. ”DARK PASSION PLAY” 2nd robber to the right of Christ Cut in half - infanticide The world will rejoice today As the crows feast on the rotting poet Everyone must bury their own No pack to bury the heart of stone Now he`s home in hell, serves him well Slain by the bell, tolling for his farewell The morning dawned, upon his altar Remains of the dark passion play Performed by his friends without shame Spitting on his grave as they came Getaway, runaway, fly away Lead me astray to dreamer`s hideaway I cannot cry `cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world Forgive me I have but two faces One for the world One for God Save me I cannot cry `cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world Today, in the year of our Lord 2005, Tuomas was called from the cares of the world. He stopped crying at the end of each beautiful day. The music he wrote had too long been without silence. He was found naked and dead, With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text.” Save me ”MOTHER & FATHER” Be still, my son You`re home Oh when did you become so cold? The blade will keep on descending All you need is to feel my love Search for beauty, find your shore Try to save them all, bleed no more You have such oceans within In the end I will always love you The beginning. |
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| 2. |
| 4:15 |
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Finally the hills are without eyes
They are tired of painting a dead man`s face red With their own blood They used to love having so much to lose Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins Did you ever hear what I told you Did you ever read what I wrote you Did you ever listen to what we played Did you ever let in what the world said Did we get this far just to feel your hate Did we play to become only pawns in the game How blind can you be, don`t you see You chose the long road but we`ll be waiting Bye bye beautiful Jacob`s ghost for the girl in white Blindfold for the blind Dead siblings walking the dying earth Noose around a choking heart Eternity torn apart Slow toll now the funeral bells ”I need to die to feel alive” Did you ever hear what I told you Did you ever read what I wrote you Did you ever listen to what we played Did you ever let in what the world said Did we get this far just to feel your hate Did we play to become only pawns in the game How blind can you be, don`t you see You chose the long road but we`ll be waiting Bye bye beautiful It`s not the tree that forsakes the flower But the flower that forsakes the tree Someday I`ll learn to love these scars Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words ...How blind can you be, don`t you see... ...that the gambler lost all he does not have... Did you ever hear what I told you Did you ever read what I wrote you Did you ever listen to what we played Did you ever let in what the world said Did we get this far just to feel your hate Did we play to become only pawns in the game How blind can you be, don`t you see You chose the long road but we`ll be waiting Bye bye beautiful |
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| 3:51 |
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Baptised with a perfect name
The doubting one by heart Alone without himself War between him and the day Need someone to blame In the end little he can do alone You believe but what you see You receive but what you give Caress the one the Never Fading Rain in your heart the tears of snow white sorrow Caress the one the hiding amaranth In a land of the daybreak Apart from the wandering pack In this brief flight of time we reach For the ones whoever dare You believe but what you see You receive but what you give Caress the one the Never Fading Rain in your heart the tears of snow white sorrow Caress the one the hiding amaranth In a land of the daybreak Caress the one the Never Fading Rain in your heart the tears of snow white sorrow Caress the one the hiding amaranth In a land of the daybreak Reaching searching for something untouched Hearing voices of the Never Fading calling Caress the one the Never Fading Rain in your heart the tears of snow white sorrow Caress the one the hiding amaranth In a land of the daybreak Caress the one the Never Fading Rain in your heart the tears of snow white sorrow Caress the one the hiding amaranth In a land of the daybreak |
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| 4:15 |
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Running for her life
The dark rain from her eyes still falls Breathtaking butterfly Chose a dark day to live Save one breath for me A Loner longing for The cadence of her last breath Why do I miss someone I never met, with bated breath I lay Seawinds brought her to me A butterfly, mere one-day miracle of life And all the poetry in the world Finally makes sense to me Save one death for me A Loner longing for The cadence of her last breath Put to rest all that`s not life Drink for beauty and fill my blank page Sometimes a dream turns into a dream A Loner longing for The cadence of her last breath |
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| 6:03 |
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Who the hell are you to tell me
What to do, why to do, why bother Leech in a mask of virtue Such waste, to ever think of you again Hey Judas, your Christess was our love Hit and run, your will be done Never sorry, never wrong More more more more more Master passion greed ”Hello. How are you? Let me explain one thing. All for her and more for me Why is it so hard to see? I see no sense in doing this Not enough for me I f**k up everything but let me explain.” Some day you shall flee, Panting and weak Master passion greed All within me gone but pain and hope Hoping that the pain would fade away Greed, your master passion I Feed the mouth that bites me Mammon, opiate of the masses The reek of your lies draws flies Seek her Seduce her Tame her Blame her Have her Kill her Feast on it all With awakening the tears will begin To my everlasting shame silence took me |
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| 4:26 |
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6:30 winter morn
Snow keeps falling, silent dawn A rose by any other name Eva leaves her Swanbrook home A kindest heart which always made Me ashamed of my own She walks alone but not without her name Eva flies away Dreams the world far away In this cruel children's game There's no friend to call her name Eva sails away Dreams the world far away The Good in her will be my sunflower field Mocked by man to depths of shame Little girl with life ahead For a memory of one kind word She would stay among the beasts Time for one more daring dream Before her escape, edenbeam We kill with her own loving heart Eva flies away Dreams the world far away In this cruel children's game There's no friend to call her name Eva sails away Dreams the world far away The Good in her will be my sunflower field |
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| 5:47 |
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A ballad of dark queen echoes through night
As he flees the curse of gods, the pharaoh`s wrath 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen Ancient mariner in a sea of sand The burning beauty his tomb to die for 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen Horizon`s swarming with death Run! Heaven has a darkened face Dunes are soaring, as on a chase Caravan of the cursed Chasing him across the waves May he now rest under aegis of mirage As the sands slowly turn to Elysian fields 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen |
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We seduce the dark with pain
And try to lie to ships that pass in the night You and I, a whore and a bashful sailor Welcome to a sunrise of a dirty mind All your love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night The dark dream to hide the innocence Why the last of night? I? so bright, seductive lies Crimson masquerade where I merely played my part Poisoned art of desire All your love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night Choose a bride tonight A fantasy for the sorry Hurt me, I love to suffer Your harems are dreams for free ??? Come with me on the water And drown to despise me no more Unholy, unworthy My night is a dream for free All your love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night All your love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night Whoever brings the night |
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| 3:56 |
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Heaven today is far away
To a place I once called home Heart of a child ??? As another love grows cold Once my heart beat to the Rhythm of the falling snow Like there below the river now flows A stream on mounds of magic snow For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows because it loves For the heart I once had Given today, with all the ??? To understand the weight of the world Faded and torn, I'll never learn My weak and hoping heart For the child, for the night For the heart I once had I believe I have foreseen Everything I could ever be For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows because it loves For the heart I once had Time will not heal a dead boy's scars Time will kill For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows because it loves For the heart I once had |
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| 5:06 |
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An old man by a seashore
At the end of day Gazes the horizon With seawinds in his face Tempest-tossed island Seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted And a ship without a name Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard He lightens the beacon, light at the end of world Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts The ones on their travels homeward from afar This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind long ago The albatross is flying Making him daydream The time before he became One of the world`s unseen Princess in the tower Children in the fields Life gave him it all: An island of the universe Now his love`s a memory A ghost in the fog He sets the sails one last time Saying farewell to the world Anchor to the water Seabed far below Grass still in his feet And a smile beneath his brow This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind long ago So long ago So long ago This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind so long ago So long ago |
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| 12. |
| 7:04 |
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The end
The songwriter’s dead The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white land of empathica, of innocence The poet ??? meadows of heaven The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widow writer, torn apart by chains of Hell One last perfect verse Yet still the same old song Oh Christ, how I hate what I have become Take me home Get away, run away, fly away Lead me astray, to dreamer’s hideaway I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, the whore for this cold world Forgive me, I have but two faces One for the world, One for God, save me I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, the whore for this cold world My home was there at last, these meadows of heaven The venture filled days more with every smiling face Please, no more words Those from a seventh hell No more, please, tell me once my heart goes by Take me home Get away, run away, fly away Lead me astray, to dreamer’s hideaway I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, the whore for this cold world Forgive me, I have but two faces One for the world, One for God, save me I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, the whore for this cold world Whore for this cold world Whore for this cold world Sparkle, a scenery With childish lies, I fall With beauty underneath The end, I’m free Tuck me in Beneath the blue Beneath the great Beneath the ray One night reigns a journey in time See them, the light On the shore he sat and hoped Under the same belief Blue sky, the light chose you Shows you hope I’m afraid, so afraid, of being raped Again and again and again I know I will die alone, but loved You live long enough to hear the sounds of chaos Long enough to find yourself screaming And if you want Live long enough to see your friends betray you Years have I been stripped unto this altar Now I only have three minutes left to live I just wish the tide would catch me first And give me a death As I hoped for ??? Drum the ride up, Christ Join in Hell and fantasize The whole world would it take to ??? ??? run away Everyone must bury their own The victim buried their heart under stone ??? ??? The morning dawn upon this altar Remains of the dark passion play Performed by his friends without shame Screaming on his curse, they came Get away, run away, fly away Lead me astray, to dreamer’s hideaway I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, the whore for this cold world Forgive me, I have but two faces One for the world, One for God, save me I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, the whore for this cold world the whore for this cold world the whore for this cold world Today, in the year of our Lord, 2005 Tuomas was called from the cares of the world To stop crying at the end of this beautiful day The music he wrote, at the long pain, about silence He was found, walking, dead, with a smile on his face And one thousand pages of erased text Save me They’ve stilled my sun, your life Oh, when did you become so cold? The blade will keep on descending All you need is to feel my love Search for beauty, find your shore Try to save them all, bleed no more You have such oceans within In the end, I will always love you |
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| 7:10 |
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Meadows Of Heaven
I close my eyes The lantern dies The scent of awakening Wildhoney and dew Childhood games Woods and lakes Streams of silver Toys of olden days Meadows of heaven The flowers of wonder And the hidden treasures In the meadow of life My acre of heaven A 5-year-old winterheart In a place called home Sailing the waves of past Meadows of heaven Rocking chair without a dreamer A wooden swing without laughter Sandbox without toy soldiers Yuletide without the Flight Dreambound for life Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden Until I see the 1st star of fall I fall asleep And see it all: Mother's care And color of the kites Meadows of heaven |
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