Nightwish - The Poet And The Pendulum Lyrics

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”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 



”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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lyrics submitted by The_Kinslayer on 08-08-2007
lyrics corrected by The_Kinslayer on 12-10-2007