Poetry for the Poisoned Lyrics Album by Kamelot
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Album Lyrics
1. The Great Pandemonium
On a silent shore,
I spoke to God.
The sun is down…
Assemble the great
pandemonium!
One more down by the book of Babalon.
One more down in accordance with my fate.
One long drift across the lake of Avalon.
One more trip that I must create.
And my eyes sweep a shore that was always there,
a blood red line through the sonisphere.
I can’t resolve where it’s coming from,
I sense it, the great pandemonium.
Just one,
just one more…
Just one,
just one more day!
One more day by the pits of Hell,
just one more when even yesterday was too late.
One more thought that I had to sell,
one last trick that you can debate.
On a silent shore I confronted fear,
I spoke to God but he wasn’t there.
The sun is down and the war begun,
assemble the great pandemonium.
Red light,
hit the brake now.
Red light,
hit the brake now.
And my eyes sweep a shore that was always there,
a blood red line through the sonisphere.
I can’t resolve where it’s coming from,
I sense it, the great pandemonium.
On a silent shore I confronted fear,
I spoke to God but he wasn’t there.
The sun is down and the war begun,
assemble the great pandemonium.
Just one,
just one more…
Just one,
just one more day…
2. If Tomorrow Came
I’m not sure if she
could ease your pain,
you’ve been gone
for a while.
Crushed your heart and soul,
and teased your bane.
Hush your mouth,
here she comes.
Watch out!
She can see you like
the hounds of Hell.
Smell your fear
when you flee.
Here she comes,
velvet ocean paradise.
The power sorceress
at your finger tips.
God made flesh,
perfect alibi.
You saw her walking
over poison ivy leaves,
nobody knows her name.
But something must have
opened your eyes it seems.
Because nothing
is quite the same.
I’m not sure about
a thing you know.
Days are long
in the haze.
Here she comes,
velvet ocean paradise.
The power sorceress,
get a glimpse of God.
Here she comes
with her good advice.
You wanted every
single moment,
You’ve resigned.
Knowing there’s
none to blame.
You might as well,
I swear on my life you tried,
as if tomorrow came.
Searching in the deepest forest,
merging with belief you saw her.
All you’ve seen and all you’ve known,
tells you that she kept you warm.
You saw her walking
over poison ivy leaves,
nobody knows her name.
But something must have
opened your eyes it seems.
Because nothing
is quite the same.
You wanted every
single moment,
You’ve resigned.
Knowing there’s
none to blame.
You might as well,
I swear on my life you tried,
as if tomorrow came.
3. Dear Editor
“Dear Editor,
This is the Zodiac speaking.
I am back with you, tell Herb Caen I am here.
I have always been here!
That city pig, Toschi, is good,
but I am both smarter and better.
He get tired, then leave me alone!
I am waiting for a good movie about me.
Who will play me?
I am now in control of all things
Yours truly…”
4. The Zodiac
She was so kind to me,
she sang her little shadow song.
And I could not resist it,
bitter blood, come sing along.
With your hand upon the bible
would you swear that is the truth?
The whole truth and the truth alone!
If she had only shut her mouth…
Shattered memories
of quiet cold rejection.
A careful Devil’s irony
in pure perfection, in pure deceit.
You ask me,
was it all I had to tell?
Was it all I could recall?
Know that I broke her neck,
a twisted china white visage.
I may seem unaffected,
but don’t we all want to be God?
Is it all you can remember,
would you swear it on your life?
You will never really know
my name without reflection.
A careful Devil’s irony
in pure perfection, in pure deceit.
But in the moment it’s so beautiful.
Flow along with a hunger,
with the nature of the beast.
These are shattered memories
of quiet cold rejection.
A careful Devil’s irony
in pure perfection.
You will never really know
my name without reflection.
A careful Devil’s irony
in pure perfection, in pure deceit.
5. Hunter’s Season
Someone to protect and be protected by
when that certain fury would come.
Someone to respect and be respected by
when deprivation took its toll on you.
No more to defend,
fading away!
Because we were always alone,
we were born in the hunter’s season.
All I really ever wanted was for you,
you to die in the arms of someone.
Someone to remember,
hold me to the ground
when the sudden glory is gone.
Mother would you send
a sign, a message down?
Consolidation with your only son.
No more to defend,
but someone to love.
Because we were always alone,
we were born in the hunter’s season.
All I really ever wanted was for you,
you to die in the arms of someone.
It’s destiny that falls upon you,
because nothing remains so long.
Only a miracle could have killed the pain.
You see, now you’re gone!
In silent custody
you meet my eyes.
Though life is long
I know you’ll wait for me!
You know it too…
Because we were always alone,
we were born in the hunter’s season.
All I really ever wanted was for you,
you to die in the arms of someone.
6. House on a Hill
Call me a liar,
a king or a fool.
But sing me a song
of prosperity.
Higher and higher,
the farther we fall.
Hard to remember.
I will surrender
and I’ll always wait,
wait as in all of eternity.
Hard to remember
and hard to forget,
this shadow
that hangs over me.
Take me home to a house
on a hill, in oblivion.
And take away this
shadow over me.
Cry me a river,
but once you run dry.
Say there’s a reason you do.
Godless endeavors,
smothered and broken,
all that I wanted was you.
Take me home to a house
on a hill, in oblivion.
Where souls ever die
all alone.
You’re longing for love,
not for sympathy.
So take away this
shadow over me.
Under the starlight
you shine your solitude.
Eyes on the ocean and
far beyond, west of the moon.
Take me home to a house
on a hill, in oblivion.
Where souls ever die
all alone.
You’re longing for love,
not for sympathy,
over the years.
Take me home to your house
on a hill, to oblivion.
Where souls ever die
all alone.
You’re longing for love,
not for sympathy.
So take away this
shadow over me.
7. Necropolis
Sunshine, swell life,
soak in another day.
All that I need is
a reason to go.
You and I could fly away,
we’d go up and never come
back down from Heaven,
you know…
Wake me, revolve in my wounds.
Lay down your enemy on the
altar of refined deception.
Hate me, I’m all over you!
Reset the harmony like
a fire in the night.
Pushing closer,
east side silence.
One last warning!
West side,
let all be friends.
Every nation,
thank you for putting
down our arms.
“This was the war
to end all wars.
This was the war
to save democracy.”
Wake me like nails in my spine.
Let’s play the tragedy in the
fire of a last temptation.
Hate me for wasting my time
on commonalities, in the
name of self respect.
Don’t wait too long,
don’t harvest too late.
May I wish you won’t
believe in your fate.
Wake me, revolve in my wounds.
Lay down your enemy in the
fire of a last temptation.
Hate me for wasting my time
on commonalities, in this
city of the dead.
8. My Train of Thoughts
In the shadow of my doubt,
this life is dust on naked walls.
In the ruins of defeat,
the spotlights fade.
There’s a clown without a crowd,
his sorrow smiles relentlessly.
Welcome winter bittersweet,
of final fall.
My train of thoughts keep
on hauling me over a low again.
Easy to see for a someone
whose soul can bleed.
Who am I to overrule
believers at the wonder wall.
Some illusions come undone
and violently.
My train of thoughts keep
on hauling me over a low again.
Easy to see for a someone
whose soul can bleed.
My train of thoughts keep
on hauling me over a low again.
Easy to see for a someone
whose soul can bleed.
So far astray,
when all comes to all.
You’ll never be satisfied,
you might as well let go.
My train of thoughts keep
on hauling me over a low again.
Easy to see for a someone
whose soul can bleed.
9. Seal of Woven Years
Pull the trigger now
if you’re craving a hero,
or say life after death.
Was it you or was it me
who had to fake implementation
of a lonely heart,
so warm and oh so weak?
My fractured eyes
In the mold below.
The fattest lies
hold your needs.
Wait for the morning,
come a different day.
Carry the weight of all
you say is wrong.
We both would deny
there is a secret fate.
A seal of woven years
of waiting flying by.
Rush my head into your
wall of complaints,
and crush me softly
like you crushed yourself asunder.
You better leave me be!
Now go, for my soul was
sold for a rainy day.
But it’s not too late
for a full retreat.
Wait for the morning,
come a different day.
Carry the weight of all
you say is wrong.
We both would deny
there is a secret fate.
A seal of woven years
of waiting flying by.
10. Poetry for the Poisoned (Part I: Incubus)
There was a time when I was young,
a boy with bold ambitions.
There was a time when I could tell
the crooked from the wicked one.
There was a song that someone
sung, a hint of recognition.
There was a time I knew you well
enough to know you won’t be gone.
Come with me tonight,
tell me how it feels to be alive.
There was a time I had respect,
a name of reputation.
There was a time when I could watch
myself without being disgraced.
Come with me tonight,
let us find a place where we can hide.
Come into the night,
let me show you how we stay alive.
“The word “incubus” means “to lie on”,
and it was believed that any heavy feeling in bed,
such as a weight pressing down on your chest
especially accompanied by nightmares, was a
sure sign that an incubus had attempted to have
a nocturnal intercourse with you.
Given the religious fervor of the middle ages
it is not altogether surprising that the idea of a demon lover, was believed to account of this phenomenon.
11. Poetry for the Poisoned (Part II: So Long)
A minute more until the light of day is seen.
Lay down, I know you must be nearly there.
A bloody kiss and the vision of a dream,
for the last of your days in the sun.
In the white light
I am calm yet peculiarly cold.
Silent slumber and wide awake,
Lord have mercy on my soul.
So long your sorrow be gone.
Show me how it feels to be alive.
No more denial, so long.
Let us find a place where we can hide.
You fed me long, and by God you fed me well.
Sleep tight, this day belongs to you my dear.
And I am bound like a beast onto its prey,
we are one of a kind you and I.
Pale moon wander,
I’m wide awake.
Lord, have mercy
on my soul!
So long your sorrow be gone.
Show me how it feels to be alive.
No more denial, so long.
Show me all the splendors of the night.
So long, the little last of your attention.
Sorrow, this flood to wash your mind.
See me, the God of your imagination.
Feel me, come with me tonight.
So long your sorrow be gone,
show me how it feels to be alive.
No more denial, so long!
12. Poetry for the Poisoned (Part III: All Is Over)
I am the hole in your broken heart,
I am the reason we all depart.
What if all is over?
13. Poetry for the Poisoned (Part IV: Dissection)
Life in slow review!
I see it with my eyes,
deeper down and farther back,
the storm reveals a hidden track.
The sun is coming through!
Down by a lake,
as a child without a fear.
When a mother’s warm embrace
made a haven in the maze.
Those were the moments
and these were my days.
14. Once upon a Time
I am scorn in this heavenly scheme,
with a stench of destruction.
I’m a reaper of beautiful dreams
and she knows I’m on the edge.
Sacrilege,
push me over!
Tell me once upon a time
I close my eyes
and see myself reborn.
Righting the wrong!
I won’t stay to stand in line,
or wait for God to shine all over me.
I wait for the storm!
I am you and I know that you heard,
you and I are the last
at the end of the world.
Then we talk,
we run and we hide.
Then so what,
the human race suffocates.
Leave me breathless!
Tell me once upon a time
I close my eyes
and see myself reborn.
Righting the wrong!
I won’t stay to stand in line,
or wait for God to shine all over me.
I wait for the storm!
Move along through
the ashes of a dream.
Move along and see
myself anew again.
Tell me once upon a time
I close my eyes
and see myself reborn.
Righting the wrong!
I won’t stay to stand in line,
or wait for God to shine all over me.
I wait for the storm!
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