jueves, febrero 15, 2007

Bless the child

“I was born amidst the purple waterfalls.
I was weak, yet not unblessed.
Dead to the world, alive to the journey.
One night I dreamt a white rose withering,
A new drowning a lifetime loneliness.
I dreamt all my future. Relived my past.
And witnessed the beuty of the beast.”

Where have all the feelings gone?
Why has all the laughter ceased?

Why am I loved only when I’m gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child.
Think of me a long enough to make a memory.
Come bless the child one more time.

How can I ever feel again? Given the chance
Would I return?

I’ve ever felt so along in my live. As I drank
From a cup which was counting my time.
There’s a poison drop in this cup.
To drink it is to follow the left hand path.

“Where have all the feelings gone? Why is it
The deadliest sin – to love as I loved you?
Now unblessed, homesick in time, soon to
Be freed from care, from human pain. My
Tale is of the most bitter truth: time pays us
But with earth & dust, and a dark, silent grave
Remember my child without innocence
The cross is only iron, hope is only an illusion
& Ocean’s souls nothing but a name…
The child bless thee & keep thee forever.”
Nightwish.