Candlemass
Album • 1998
I'm standing up, I'm sitting down A precious jewel - creation's crown? Someone is holding my breath Someone is finding my fears While the self got lost as the world appeared Love is such a thing All join hands and we shall sing Bade in all its light And tomorrow brings new life I still see the Black I still see the Black I still see the Black Gimme more, gimme less Than soulless death in the nothingness I'm missing the moments of love, missing the moments of truth But hell ain't too bad when you go where there's people you know Love is such a thing All join hands and we shall sing Bade in all its light And tomorrow brings new life I still see the Black I still see the Black I still see the Black You can walk with me You can talk to me You make love to me I recall Feed me cake and glass Put me in a trance Just the same romance as before I'm standing up, I'm sitting down I still see the Black
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 23, 2025
Nothing and nothing I see Nothing and nothing I hear When the seasons change When the children play In these clouded days The doubts will stay Right by my side In flood and tide Dust soaks my eyes My love is denied The sun and the moon and the stars If someone could tell who you are But the seasons fled And the Blackbirds dead In these clouded days All my doubts will stay Right by my side In flood and tide Dust soaks my eyes My love is denied Right by my side In flood and tide
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Where were you as the sun died Spewing out its collapse Did you care as heaven slowly fried Missing out on the Swansong You were never that keen But my death was a knockout I believe It's a cold December I count my wounds as ever And that day was the seventh When blood fell from the sky You turned your back as the nightfall Closed my eyes New or old millennium I still count the cost With ruins left to remember Who I was It's a cold December I count my wounds as ever It's worth all pain forever To see your beautiful face Where were you as the sun died Spewing out its collapse Did you care as heaven slowly fried Missing out on the Swansong You were never that keen But my death was a knockout I believe It's a cold December I count my wounds as ever It's worth all pain forever To see your beautiful face
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025
Abstract sun, you're the Sanskrit in my book Dominion, innocence and pride you took As a god, I drink the beauty with my eyes As a man, I do become what I despise The first time I tried, I bled and I died Out of the jar to this flamboyant star Drawn like a moth, clutching because The idol was there, I approached struck with fear Into the Abstract Sun Locust sun, you're the apple and the pie Appolyon, wrapped in ash and so am I And I ask, do men cry or am I wrong? Gone too far will I live to end this song? Again now I crept, I saw and I wept So near, still so far, I'm nothing at all The last time was right, I gave you my life The purpose I found and now I am gone Into the Abstract Sun Again now I crept, I saw and I wept So near, still so far, I'm nothing at all The last time was right, I gave you my life The purpose I found and now I am gone The last time was right, I gave you my life The purpose I found and now I am gone Into the Abstract Sun
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025
I sleep inside the machinery Letting it all go Wait, keep, preserve the cold within yourself What more is there to know Watchin' seven holy men bring on the funeral bell Flashing it so all can see They sink it in a pond Torching open corridors up and down and inside out I close the gap that bears my name My heart and my soul The hours stop and fill the room I cannot see the sun from here Bloated red and black like death I've seen it before Somewhere there's a one way street Leading to an empty house Maybe you will find this town called Apathy I wait for you there
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 23, 2025
I'm drowning in colours In a pool of flaming stars All the giants are dead It doesn't matter who you are I'm floating in light Plastic rooms and liquid space Nothing in sight But the freak that wears my face Soothe me into oblivion Trading thoughts with the moon Do you know about infinity? And with a broken spoon I bless the ones without clarity I see through these walls The godlike urge, feverish fireworks So when reality calls I'm back inside my wonderworld Soothe me into oblivion
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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