| Nightwish – Angels Fall First Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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| Nightwish – Angels Fall First Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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My understanding is that songs are not written for the listener to know and understand the meaning of the song that the writer interpretes. Songs are written for us to make our own interpretations and understandings and to share them with one another. That is what makes a song truly beautiful. So we are all right about song meanings in our own unique and wonderful ways. I believe that this song is about the loss of innocence. Looking back on your life after you have truly suffered the deepest of pains. Wondering why in the world you were punished and tormented to the point that you can no longer see the world through the eyes of a blissful innocent child who believed that anything is possible and that the silver lining always remains. That the deep dark world has taken you completely and utterly to the depths of hell and there is no going back now. That child is long gone. Oh Lord why, the Angels fall first... |
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| Nightwish – The Poet And The Pendulum Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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Obviously this song isn't in order and requires some thinking just like a puzzle. First off, as some of you may know, Toumas isn't just a random person they decided to put in this song. He is actually a band member of Nightwish. try it in this order home the pacific dark passion play white lands of empathica father and mother ___________________________________________________________________ -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 -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 -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 -The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence -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 |
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