onegoodshot

Saturday, March 1, 2008

I've been quite unstable these few days, I've been thinking about many things.
Its kind of strange that a while back, marian was saying that she feels that people are leaving her one by one, and this is also happening to me too.

I don't know why this is happening, and I try to find the answers. That's why I felt this connection with Poet and the Pendulum, as finally someone feels the same way I do.

I. "WHITE LANDS OF EMPATHICA"


The end.

The songwriter's dead. (How I'm feeling)
The blade fell upon him (The untimely leaving of friends)
Taking him to the white lands
Of Empathica
Of Innocence (Thinking back at myself)
Empathica
Innocence


II. "HOME"

The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme (Lost all my inspirations)
A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell (Leaving of X and A)

One last perfect verse
Is still the same old song
Oh Christ how I hate what I have become (Blaming myself for my mistakes)

Take me home

Getaway, runaway, fly away (I want to escape)
Lead me astray to dreamer's hideaway (I want to go to somewhere I belong)
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 (When I lost my faith)
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 (Days when I was still carefree)
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


III. "THE PACIFIC"

Sparkle my scenery
With turquoise waterfall
With beauty underneath (The perfect place where I longed to be)
The Ever Free (I do not want to be controlled anymore)

Tuck me in beneath the blue
Beneath the pain, beneath the rain
Goodnight kiss for a child in time (I long for someone to care for me)
Swaying blade my lullaby (But every night worrying about the loss)

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've been exploited too many times)
I know I will die alone. (There's no one here beside me)
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. (The loss of X and A)

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 ". (Spare me from the agony)


IV. "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 (X and Y love to see me dead)

Everyone must bury their own (There's no one to console me during my darkest days)
No pack to bury the heart of stone
Now he's home in hell, serves him well (My mistake, and my punishment)
Slain by the bell, tolling for his farewell

The morning dawned, upon his altar
Remains of the dark passion play (Now this is what I've become)
Performed by his friends without shame (Its all a plot, to see me suffer)
Spitting on his grave as they came (Now it has all come to light)

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. (I've learnt to let go)
The music he wrote had too long been without silence. (Its time to let my feelings show)


He was found naked and dead,
With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text." (Only those who understand me, understands my words)

Save me


V. "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. (This end is a new beginning for me)


one good shot at 11:05 PM