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I cut my heart - a gift to you
You leave salt in my wound
You are inside my wall of thoughts
But in yours I'm unknown
My desperation finds a book of hero's gone
Legends tell about a saviour wise and strong
I'm burning at the stake of love, the flames get tall
And in my anguish it's the last resort to call
And suddenly my seer is on my side
Bringing love while forgetting his pride
In his eyes I see there'll be better times along my way
Nothing to fear
Nothing to fear
Why is it called Elysian fields
When love builds only grief
All your agony and pain stays the same
Till you see
That destination shows you legends long extinct
Rumours are told about a hero kind and skilled
I'm burning at love's stake and that's the end I feel
But suddenly my seer is on my side
Bringing love while forgetting his pride
In his eyes I see there'll be better times along my way
As he longs to speak to me
I realise the reflection while listening
His words mend on my wounds cause he's me
My seer lives inside of me
When suddenly my seer is on my side
Bringing love while forgetting his pride
In his eyes I see there'll be better times along my way
Nothing to fear
My seer is here
There's nothing to fear
My seer is here
My seer is here
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Legend says that when grief overpowers happiness the northern star loses its light and falls down on earth where thee become a man. One person alone can help.
I'm the one who leaves shadows in your room at night;
I'm the reason you're listening enlightening your eyes.
When Pan meets Apollo down with the sin,
they will send tears of angels though kindness won't win.
Lost northern star,
buried in sorrow,
I'll guard your mind.
Let demons howl outside.
Where the calm fields of snow become one with the sky,
I am there; I am waiting as time passes by.
I set up the weather to suit how you feel.
Drop rain down with wishes, build grace out of steel.
Lost northern star,
buried in sorrow,
I'll guard your mind.
Let demons howl outside.
"My soul burns."
Sending dream flakes your way,
painting pictures to help you each day.
Yet you don't know I'm there.
Lost northern star,
buried in sorrow,
I'll guard your mind.
Let demons howl outside.
"My soul burns."
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I see the waves of sand
Big free
Another land
Dreams within dreams
You are alive
They gave me their wings
I spread them wide
I'll move on
To another place
From my memories
Unmade
I'll hold on
And my heart will find you there
Love will shine free
Forever
Sun flames
And moons glow
Timeless the tides will flow
What will I face?
What will be mine?
Fortune and fate
The other side
I'll move on
To another place
From my memories
Unmade
I'll hold on
And my heart will find you there
Love will shine free
Forever
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Open up the night.
Led by just a feeling.
All around is light.
Everything is healing.
No more fate and no more mystery.
Even as time falls away
I live my days
Every moment and its memory,
Not only to survive to die alive.
Overwhelming love,
Heaven's just a feeling.
Singing in my blood
Keeping me from kneeling.
No more fate and no more mystery.
Even as time falls away
I live my days
Every moment and its memory,
Not only to survive to die alive.
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The streets are empty.
Inside it's warm.
His hands are shaking.
They locked the door.
A voice is calling,
asking to get in.
All he wanted was a toy.
All he needed was a gentle heart
to lead him through the dark
when his dreams are running wild.
Boy and the ghost,
fire's not burning.
The lights went out,
the lights went out.
Big family dinner,
the untold pain.
Their eyes are sparkling
on his frozen face.
Angel's calling,
asking to get in.
All he wanted was a toy.
All he needed was a gentle heart
to lead him through the dark
when there's nowhere left to fall.
Boy and the ghost.
His eyes are burning.
The lights went out.
The dream is on.
Wake up, wake up:
there's an angel in the snow.
Look up, look up:
it's a frightened dead boy,
with so much hate,
such bad dreams.
He could have seen.
The toy's the key,
but no one saw,
no one saw.
All he wanted was a toy;
all he needed was a beating heart
to lead him through the dark.
Boy and the ghost.
Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo.
Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo.
When there's nowhere left to fall, nowhere to hide.
The silence is hurting.
Inside it's cold.
Sleep or die.
Nowhere to go,
nowhere to hide.
His light went out.
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In the dark
Captured in his frozen heart
Colours fade into grey
She tried so hard
Every word was torn apart
Shot her down with poisoned darts
Her tears made her swim beneath the sea
She's free
Calling grace
She'll never fall again
Love remains in her
Softly, her inner voice has learned to speak
Following her dreams
Her tears made her swim beneath the sea
She's free
Calling grace
She'll never fall again
Love remains in her
Calling grace
She will rise again
Sacrifice the saints
Still love remains...
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Legend says that when grief overpowers happiness the northern star loses its light and falls down on earth where thee become a man. One person alone can help.
I'm the one who leaves shadows in your room at night;
I'm the reason you're listening enlightening your eyes.
When Pan meets Apollo down with the sin,
they will send tears of angels though kindness won't win.
Lost northern star,
buried in sorrow,
I'll guard your mind.
Let demons howl outside.
Where the calm fields of snow become one with the sky,
I am there; I am waiting as time passes by.
I set up the weather to suit how you feel.
Drop rain down with wishes, build grace out of steel.
Lost northern star,
buried in sorrow,
I'll guard your mind.
Let demons howl outside.
"My soul burns."
Sending dream flakes your way,
painting pictures to help you each day.
Yet you don't know I'm there.
Lost northern star,
buried in sorrow,
I'll guard your mind.
Let demons howl outside.
"My soul burns."
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It won't help if you wait for me.
I'm a slave to the dark.
I know I'm not a saint, you see.
The dawn is when it starts.
Feel the shadow of my oblivion
hoping mercy would show her face
on the road to your own perdition
in the coal-blackened rain.
Frozen in time
yearning forbidden wishes.
Damned and divine.
Scars of my broken kisses.
What will follow if tomorrow's blind?
My eternal night.
As the wind takes me away from you
before the morning light.
My sins are fading into view
I'm so weary deep inside.
Feel the shadow of my oblivion
hoping mercy would show her face.
On the road to your own perdition
I may see you again
Frozen in time
yearning forbidden wishes.
Damned and divine.
Scars of my broken kisses.
What will follow if tomorrow's blind?
My eternal night.
Frozen in time
yearning forbidden wishes.
Damned and divine.
Scars of my broken kisses.
What will follow if tomorrow's blind?
My eternal night.
Every single dawn I die again.
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The winter left her blanket here this morning
A soft and gentle coverlet of white
Unfolded in the shadows of the dawn
It sparkled in the early morning light
You would have loved this
You would have loved this
This was your favorite time of day
The greenery is laid across the mantle
And ornaments are hanging on the tree
And cradled in the windowsill's a candle
A beacon in the night to call you back to me
You would have loved this
You always loved this
I know you loved this time of year
And though I understand
One day again I'll see you
I long to touch your hand,
Hear your voice, feel you
You would have loved this
You always loved this
Oh, how you loved.
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Dark blue sea, calling me.
Songs of waves, keep me safe.
Sky's so deep, there's no end.
The moon still asleep,
the bed of stars for me.
How can I see through your eyes my destiny?
I fall apart. You bleed for me.
How can I see through your eyes our worlds collide?
Open your heart to close our great divide.
Distant prayers, carved in stone.
The silent words they will still be heard.
How can I see through your eyes my destiny?
I fall apart. You bleed for me.
How can I see through your eyes our worlds collide?
Open your heart to close our great divide.
How can I see through your eyes my destiny?
I fall apart. You bleed for me.
So I just float with the tide through the night I pass you by.
Open my heart, to close our great divide.
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Misty cold nights
You'll hear her sigh
And sing bitter
Sweet lullabies
For years she prayed
The saints would cast
A spell for the
Forest to let her go
She sings
She dreams
She prays
The black old well
Holds ancient tales
And makes all wishes come true
So throw your dream
Into the dark
And Blue will come for you
She sings
She dreams
She prays
She sings
She plays...
She stays...
"You're safe with me
come to me and bathe in these sacred, holy waters
Cleanse your soul and mind
I will take your grief away
I will release you from your pain
the saints will watch over you
Salvation's near, breathe in life my dear"
Ahh Ahhhh
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