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Part I: ”White Lands of Empathica” |
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The end. |
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The songwriter's dead. |
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The blade fell upon him |
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Taking him to the white lands |
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Of Empathica |
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Of Innocence |
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Empathica |
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Innocence |
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Part II: ”Home” |
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The dreamer and the wine |
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Poet without a rhyme |
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A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell |
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One last perfect verse |
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Is still the same old song |
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Oh Christ how I hate what I have become |
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Take me home |
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Get away, run away, fly away |
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Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway |
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I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more |
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I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world |
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Forgive me |
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I have but two faces |
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One for the world |
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One for God |
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Save me |
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I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more |
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I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world |
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My home was there and then |
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Those meadows of heaven |
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Adventure-filled days |
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One with every smiling face |
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Please, no more words |
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Thoughts from a severed head |
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No more praise |
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Tell me once my heart goes right |
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Take me home |
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Get away, run away, fly away |
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Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway |
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I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more |
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I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world |
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Forgive me |
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I have but two faces |
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One for the world |
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One for God |
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Save me |
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I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more |
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I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world |
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Part III: ”The Pacific” |
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Sparkle my scenery |
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With turquoise waterfall |
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With beauty underneath |
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The Ever Free |
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Tuck me in beneath the blue |
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Beneath the pain, beneath the rain |
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Goodnight kiss for a child in time |
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Swaying blade my lullaby |
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On the shore we sat and hoped |
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Under the same pale moon |
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Whose guiding light chose you |
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Chose you all |
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Would you like to rape my rotten carcass |
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dissect my heart, desecrate my rest |
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it would make you come, wouldn't it? |
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You live long enough to hear the sound of guns, |
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long enough to find yourself screaming every night, |
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long enough to see your friends betray you. |
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For eleven years I've been strapped unto this altar. |
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Now I only have 3 minutes and counting. |
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I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me a death I always longed for.” |
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Part IV: ”Dark Passion Play” |
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Second robber to the right of Christ |
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Cut in half - infanticide |
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The world will rejoice today |
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As the crows feast on the rotting poet |
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Everyone must bury their own |
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No pack to bury the heart of stone |
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Now he's home in hell, serves him well |
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Slain by the bell, tolling for his farewell |
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The morning dawned upon his altar |
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Remains of the dark passion play |
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Performed by his friends without shame |
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Spitting on his grave as they came |
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Get away, run away, fly away |
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Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway |
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I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more |
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I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world |
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Forgive me |
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I have but two faces |
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One for the world |
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One for God |
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Save me |
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I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more |
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I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold world |
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"Today, in the year of our Lord 2005, |
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Tuomas was called from the cares of the world. |
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He stopped crying at the end of each beautiful day. |
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The music he wrote had too long been without silence. |
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He was found naked and dead, |
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With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text.” |
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Save me |
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Part V: ”Mother & Father” |
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Be still, my son |
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You're home |
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Oh when did you become so cold? |
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The blade will keep on descending |
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All you need is to feel my love |
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Search for beauty, find your shore |
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Try to save them all, bleed no more |
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You have such oceans within |
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I will always love you |
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In the end |
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The beginning |
