Dark Passion Play
Part I: 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 Part II: 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 Get away, run away, 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 and 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 Get away, run away, 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 Part III: 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. Part IV: Dark Passion Play Second 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 Get away, run away, 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 Part 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.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025
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
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025
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
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
A ballad of dark queen echoes through night As he flees the curse of gods, the pharaoh's wrath 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen Ancient mariner in a sea of sand The burning beauty his tomb to die for 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen Horizon's swarming with death Run! Heaven has a darkened face Dunes are soaring, as on a chase Caravan of the cursed Chasing him across the waves May he now rest under aegis of mirage As the sands slowly turn to Elysian fields 1001 nights unseen The philosopher and the queen
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
We seduce the dark with pain and rapture Like two ships that pass in the night You and I, a whore and a bashful sailor Welcome to a sunrise of a dirty mind All you love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night The Dark, created to hide the innocent white, the lust of night Eyes so bright, seductive lies Crimson masquerade where I merely played my part Poison dart of desire All you love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night Choose a bride Tonight a fantasy for a zombie Hurt me, I love to suffer Your harem's a dream for free Enter Suck from us and live forever Rotten beauty Will haunt you for a lifetime Come with me underwater And drown to despise me no more Unholy, unworthy My night is a dream for free All you love is a lie You one-night butterfly Hurt me, be the one Whoever brings the night
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025
Heaven today is but a way To a place I once called home Heart of a child, one final sigh As another love goes cold Once my heart beat to the rhythm of the falling snow Blackened below, the river now flows A stream of molten virgin snow For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows, because it longs For the heart I once had Living today without a way To understand the weight of the world Faded and torn, old and forlorn My weak and hoping heart For the child, for the light For the heart I once had I'll believe and foresee Everything I could ever be For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows, because it longs For the heart I once had Time will not heal a Dead Boy's scars Time will kill For the heart I'll never have For the child forever gone The music flows, because it longs For the heart I once had
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025
This track is instrumental.
The wolves, my love, will come Taking us home where dust once was a man Is there Life before a Death? Do we long too much and never let in? Howl 7 days to the wolves Where will we be when they come 7 days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near as they come to take us This is my church of choice Love's strength standeth in love's sacrifice For the rest, I have to say to you I will dream like the God And suffer like all the dead children Howl 7 days to the wolves Where will we be when they come 7 days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near as they come to take us This is Where heroes And cowards Part ways Light the fire, feast Chase the ghost, give in Take the road less traveled by Leave the city of fools Turn every poet loose Howl 7 days to the wolves Where will we be when they come 7 days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near as they come to take us
I close my eyes The lantern dies The scent of awakening Wildhoney and dew Childhood games Woods and lakes Streams of silver Toys of olden days Meadows of heaven The flowers of wonder And the hidden treasures In the meadow of life My acre of heaven A 5-year-old winterheart In a place called home Sailing the waves of past Meadows of heaven Rocking chair without a dreamer A wooden swing without laughter Sandbox without toy soldiers Yuletide without the Flight Dreambound for life Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden Until I see the first star of fall I fall asleep And see it all: Mother's care And color of the kites Meadows of heaven
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025