The Poet And The Pendulum
by Nightwish
Lyrics:
Part I: ”White Lands of Empathica”
The end.
The songwriter's dead.
The blade fell upon him
Taking him to the white lands
Of Empathica
Of Innocence
Empathica
Innocence
Part II: ”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
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 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 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 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
Part III: ”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.”
Part IV: ”Dark Passion Play”
Second 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 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
Part V: ”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
You talk and talk's so cheap
You're finally cashing in
With your words so sleek
The truth is wearing thin
You're coming to me
Please tell me this is a joke
I've heard you spitting lies
Since the first word you spoke
You talk and talk's so cheap
You're finally cashing in
With your words so sleek
The truth is wearing thin
You're coming to me
Please tell me this is a joke
I've heard you spitting lies
Since the first word you spoke
So ideas and stipulations put us right back. Applauds
ring out for your performance as respect slowly draws
Your prominent passion for passing
Off all the problems you've caused
While taking on all of the pages
Of all of the truth as were robbed
Over and over again sewn for a quick fix
Over and over resend recycle again
Struggle for something when you don't know the cause
Your prominent passion for passing
Of all of the truth that you've robbed
Well here I am
I'm that fire in your eyes
Well here I am
The desire that you will not find
Well here I am
Well I'm that fire in your eyes
Well here I am
So baby tell me no more lies
You talk and talk's so cheap
You're finally cashing in
With your words oh so sleek
The truth is wearing thin
You're coming to me
Please tell me this is a joke
I've heard you spitting lies
Since the first word you spoke
You talk and talk's so cheap
You're finally cashing in
With your words oh so sleek
The truth is wearing thin
You're coming to me
Please tell me this is a joke
I've heard you spitting lies
Since the first word you spoke
So
Well here I am
I'm that fire in your eyes
Well here I am
The desire that you will not find
Well here I am
Well I'm that fire in your eyes
Well here I am
So baby tell me no more lies
Well here I am
I'm that fire in your eyes
Well here I am
The desire that you will not find
Well here I am
Well I'm that fire in your eyes
Well here I am
So baby tell me no more lies