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The Poet and the Pendulum (Demo Version)

Nightwish2008年2月15日

The Poet and the Pendulum (Demo Version) 歌词

The Poet And The Pendulum (诗人与钟摆) (Demo) - Nightwish (夜愿)

The end

 

The songwriter's dead

 

The blade fell upon him

 

Taking him to the white lands

Of empathica

 

Of innocence

Empathica

 

Innocence

 

The dreamer and the wine

Poet without a rhyme

A widow writer torn apart by chains of hell

One last perfect verse

It's 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 a 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 a whore for this cold world

 

My home was there and 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

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 a 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 a whore for this cold world

A whore for this cold world a whore for this cold world

 

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

 

You live long enough to hear the sounds of guns

 

Long enough to find yourself screaming every night

 

Live long enough to see your friends betray you

 

For years I've been strapped unto this altar

 

Now I only have three minutes and counting

 

I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me

A death I always longed for

 

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

 

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 a 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 a whore for this cold world

A whore for this cold world a whore for this cold world

 

Today in the year of our lord 2005

Tomas 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

 

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