THE POET AND THE PENDULUM

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.

BYE BYE BEAUTIFUL

Finally the hills are without eyes 

They are tired of painting a dead man`s face red 

With their own blood 

They used to love having so much to lose 

Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins 

Did you ever hear what I told you 

Did you ever read what I wrote you 

Did you ever listen to what we played 

Did you ever let in what the world said 

Did we get this far just to feel your hate 

Did we play to become only pawns in the game 

How blind can you be, don`t you see 

You chose the long road but we`ll be waiting 

Bye bye beautiful 

Jacob`s ghost for the girl in white 

Blindfold for the blind 

Dead siblings walking the dying earth 

Noose around a choking heart 

Eternity torn apart 

Slow toll now the funeral bells 

”I need to die to feel alive” 

Did you ever hear what I told you 

Did you ever read what I wrote you 

Did you ever listen to what we played 

Did you ever let in what the world said 

Did we get this far just to feel your hate 

Did we play to become only pawns in the game 

How blind can you be, don`t you see 

You chose the long road but we`ll be waiting 

Bye bye beautiful 

It`s not the tree that forsakes the flower 

But the flower that forsakes the tree 

Someday I`ll learn to love these scars 

Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words 

...How blind can you be, don`t you see... 

...that the gambler lost all he does not have... 

Did you ever hear what I told you 

Did you ever read what I wrote you 

Did you ever listen to what we played 

Did you ever let in what the world said 

Did we get this far just to feel your hate 

Did we play to become only pawns in the game 

How blind can you be, don`t you see 

You chose the long road but we`ll be waiting 

Bye bye beautiful

AMARANTH

Baptised with a perfect name

The doubting one by heart

Alone without himself

War between him and the day

Need someone to blame

In the end, little he can do alone

You believe but what you see

You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never-Fading

Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow

Caress the one, the hiding amaranth

In a land of the daybreak

Apart from the wandering pack

In this brief flight of time we reach

For the ones, whoever dare

You believe but what you see

You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never-Fading

Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow

Caress the one, the hiding amaranth

In a land of the daybreak

Reaching, searching for something untouched

Hearing voices of the Never-Fading calling

Caress the one, the Never-Fading

Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow

Caress the one, the hiding amaranth

In a land of the daybreak

cadence of her last breath

Running for her life

The dark rain from her eyes still falls

Breathtaking butterfly

Chose a dark day to live

Save one breath for me

A Loner longing for

The cadence of her last breath

Why do I miss someone

I never met, with bated breath I lay

Seawinds brought her to me

A butterfly, mere one-day miracle of life

And all the poetry in the world

Finally makes sense to me

Save one death for me

A Loner longing for

The cadence of her last breath

Put to rest all that`s not life

Drink for beauty and fill my blank page

Sometimes a dream turns into a dream

A Loner longing for

The cadence of her last breath

Master passion greed

Who the hell are you to tell me

What to do, why to do, why bother

Leech in a mask of virtue

Such waste, to ever think of you again

Hey Judas, your Christess was our love

Hit and run, your will be done

Never sorry, never wrong

More more more more more

Master passion greed

”Hello. How are you?

Let me explain one thing.

All for her and more for me

Why is it so hard to see?

I see no sense in doing this

Not enough for me

I fuck up everything but let me explain.”

Some day you shall flee,

Panting and weak

Master passion greed

All within me gone but pain and hope

Hoping that the pain would fade away

Greed, your master passion

I Feed the mouth that bites me

Mammon, opiate of the masses

The reek of your lies draws flies

Seek her

Seduce her

Tame her

Blame her

Have her

Kill her

Feast on it all

With awakening the tears will begin

To my everlasting shame silence took me

Eva

6:30 winter morn

Snow keeps falling, silent dawn

A rose by any other name

Eva leaves her Swanbrook home

A kindest heart which always made

Me ashamed of my own

She walks alone but not without her name

Eva flies away

Dreams the world far away

In this cruel children's game