| HIM – Shatter Me With Hope Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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It's actually: "She'll be the witness to the repose of Evelyn Push the needle in to the canticles of ecstasy. Turn to page 43 and you'll know how I feel." The now infamous "page 43" is the clue Ville put into the song and was reluctant to give it away. It refers to a 1947 issue of "Life Magazine", on the page 43 of which was a photograph of Evelyn McHale in death. Evelyn leaped from the top of the Empire State building shortly after having met with her fiance one day. She fell on top of a limousine and moments after had a picture of her dead body immortalized by a photography student. The picture was later featured on page 43 of Life Magazine. It was later reported that Miss McHale had a scribbled note in her pocket - which said that her fiance was "better off without her" and she'd "never make a good wife to anyone". This also pretty much reveals how Ville himself is feeling when instructing us to turn to page 43 - that try as he might, he would make the one he loved unhappy. In a sense unworthy of love. It could also be referring to the emotions the picture itself stirs: love and tragedy combined (a frequent leitmotif in Ville's music) as well as the grace and the sadness it invokes on first sight. |
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| HIM – In Venere Veritas Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Let's fall apart together now! Zipping Cupid in a body bag well worn Next to the mausoleum he was born in Picking up the pieces of this gory glory of it all From eve to morn For Eve to mourn Have no fear There are wounds that are not meant to heal And they sing - "In venere veritas" Come inside Let the fire burn you alive And sing, baby, sing There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all In venere veritas Let's fall apart together now! There's a method to our sadness As we drag the mirror, ball and chain Through the twilight again Dressed up in shame Have no fear There are wounds that are not meant to heal And they sing - "In venere veritas" Come inside Let the fire burn you alive And sing, baby, sing There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all In venere veritas We are begging for the reflection from an unsheltered heart To find and chase us over the edge Have no fear There are wounds that are not meant to heal And they sing - "In venere veritas" Come inside Let the fire burn you alive And sing, baby, sing There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all In venere veritas These are the wounds that are not meant to heal at all Let's fall apart together now! Let's fall apart together now! |
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