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Beauty of the Beast

Nighwish
Album: Century Child

 

Italics = Spoken

Long Lost Love

Trees have dropped their leaves,
Clouds their waters
All this burden is killing me

Distance is covering your way,
Tears your memory
All this beauty is killing me

Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
Oh, so aware,
What should be lost is there


I fear I will never
Never find anyone
I know my greatest pain
Is yet to come
Will we find each other
In the dark
My long lost love

Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
Oh, so aware,
What should be lost is there


Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
Oh, so aware,
What should be lost is there

Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
Oh, so aware,
What should be lost is there....



One More Night To Live

Safely away from the world
In a dream, timeless domain
A child, dreamy eyed,
Mother's mirror, father's pride

I wish I could come back to you
Once again feel the rain
Falling inside me
Cleaning all that I've become

My home is far
But the rest it lies so close
With my long lost love under the black rose
You told I had
The eyes of a wolf
Search them and find the beauty of the beast

All of my songs
Can only be composed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse
Can only be born of the greatest of wishes
I wish I had
One more night to live

A saint blessed me, drank me deeply
Spitting out the misery in me
Still a sinner rapes a thousand saints
Sharing the the same hell with me

The sanest choice in this insane world:
Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers

Sanest choice in this insane world:
Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers

All of my songs
Can only be composed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse
Can only be born of the greatest of wishes
I wish I had
One more night to live


Christabel

"Oh, sweet Christabel. Share with me your poem.
For I know now, I'm a puppet on this silent stage show.
I'm but a poet who failed his best play.
A Dead Boy, who failed to write an ending
To each of his poems."

 

 

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Last modified: November 12, 2010