Just had to post this.
Feb. 28th, 2006 02:53 pm(Not posting an .mp3 this time. Get your own. Those spoken lines, mundane as they turned out to be, took me forever to figure out, with a little help from a single result from Google.)
Nightwish - Higher than Hope
Time it took the most of me
And left me with no key
To unlock the chest of remedy
Mother, the pain ain't hurting me
But the love that I feel
When you hold me near
The hopes were high
The choirs were vast
Now my dreams are left to live through you
Red Sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within, the dark holds hard
Passiontide
An angel by my side
But no Christ to end this war
To deliver my soul from the sword
Hope has shown me a scenery
Paradise poetry
With first snow I'll be gone
The hopes were high
The choirs were vast
Now my dreams are left to live through you
Red Sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within, the dark holds hard
Red Sun rising
Curtain falling
Higher than hope my cure lies
I just would like to think that... not why this happened to me, but why was I... saved? What else can I do now?
Your death saved me...
Being in the dark about something that I can't even tell you how scary it is - you don't know what's inside, you don't know what's going to happen to you - the best way to put somebody at ease is to inform them, even if it's the grim truth.
Red Sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within, the dark holds hard
Red Sun rising
Curtain falling
Higher than hope my cure lies
Red Sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within, the dark holds hard
Red Sun rising
Curtain falling
Higher than hope my cure lies
Nightwish - Higher than Hope
Time it took the most of me
And left me with no key
To unlock the chest of remedy
Mother, the pain ain't hurting me
But the love that I feel
When you hold me near
The hopes were high
The choirs were vast
Now my dreams are left to live through you
Red Sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within, the dark holds hard
Passiontide
An angel by my side
But no Christ to end this war
To deliver my soul from the sword
Hope has shown me a scenery
Paradise poetry
With first snow I'll be gone
The hopes were high
The choirs were vast
Now my dreams are left to live through you
Red Sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within, the dark holds hard
Red Sun rising
Curtain falling
Higher than hope my cure lies
I just would like to think that... not why this happened to me, but why was I... saved? What else can I do now?
Your death saved me...
Being in the dark about something that I can't even tell you how scary it is - you don't know what's inside, you don't know what's going to happen to you - the best way to put somebody at ease is to inform them, even if it's the grim truth.
Red Sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within, the dark holds hard
Red Sun rising
Curtain falling
Higher than hope my cure lies
Red Sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within, the dark holds hard
Red Sun rising
Curtain falling
Higher than hope my cure lies