SWALLOW THE SUN LYRICS

1. Emerald Forest And The Blackbird

[feat. Aleah Stanbridge]

My Child, I will bury you on the highest hill,
beside the tallest tree where winter will cover you
and build the biggest castle.
There I will bury you, from the arms of your mother.

Soon the angels will carry you over the edge of the world,
lead you through the deepest forest,
away from sickness, into the light.
Sleep my child, lay down your head and leave this pain,
I'll read your these last pages of the tale.

To endless morning I'm cursed from here on;
you will be taken, I was meant to stay...

The Emerald Forest was quiet
and the deep green of the diamond leaves
was glimmering in the sky high tree tops
on the gentle wind, tall as the mountains in the east.
Echoes of the steps of giants
were fading like the beat of your weak heart.
Shades of night welcome you with a twisted smile.
Slowly with every tiny breath.

Hold my hand tight, nothing will hurt you here.
You are almost home my little angel, I will lead you through.

Night creatures, unicorns and white owls,
treasures hidden in the emerald glow.
Green light on the white altar and the black throne,
choirs of ancients blessing your passage to the world below.

The path through the woods was getting narrow
and the aisle of trees shaded the last light of the moon.
But the light from the candles on the bridge across the water
lit the way from emerald steps, marking our trail deeper.

This is the frontier as far as I can pass,
but the calling of the Blackbird will lead you on from here.
Every tear will turn to an emerald in this forest,
and this is where it ends, the cry turns to laughter, my son.

You will be taken, I was meant to stay, my loved one.

2. This Cut Is The Deepest

You are nothing but a shadow
of the beauty what you used to be,
blank painting with silver frames.
You know when things turned all so wrong?

Afraid to tell the truth, locked inside yourself.
I promise this won't hurt you,
at least as much as all these lies.

You are nothing but a shadow
of the beauty what you used to be,
deceitful and shallow; yes,
you know when things turned so wrong.

Dim line between two broken hearts,
long road to perdition.
One will stand, one will fall.

See the stars, touch your scars,
face the dark eye to eye.
Touch the stars, feel the warmth,
my love, this cut is the deepest.

Dim line between two broken hearts,
long road to perdition.
One will stand, one will fall...

You are nothing but a shadow
of the beauty what you used to be,
deceitful and shallow; yes,
you know when things turned so wrong.

See the stars, touch your scars,
face the dark eye to eye.
Touch the stars, feel the warmth,
my love, this cut is the deepest.

3. Hate, Lead The Way

I yearn for your soul,
I yearn for your skin.
The blaze in my eyes
shines bright as the great northern skies.
I'll catch you when the night falls,
morning calls.

Close your eyes, make a wish.
You know it's never going to happen.
In this place we all die alone.
Hate, lead the way!

I yearn for your love,
I yearn for your blood.
The blaze in my heart
lies deep as roots in this ground.
Take me into you,
take my hand, or I'll kill again.

Close your eyes, make a wish.
You know it's never going to happen.
In this place we all die alone.
Hate, lead the way!

They want you,
and I'll catch you
when the morning calls.

Close your eyes, make a wish.
You know it's never going to happen.
In this place we all die alone.
Hate, lead the way!

Close your eyes, make a wish.
You know it's never going to happen.
In this place we all die alone.
Sleep well, my dear!

4. Cathedral Walls

[feat. Annete Olzon]

Where do we go from here?
When these words have been unspoken.
We carry this burden through the gentle summer rain.
The convoy is still, still and weeping,
yet I don't feel anything, but these walls around.

"And the candles on the cathedral walls
chase the weak light under the saints eyes,
over you, and your shattered words for the ones you lost.
In your mourning you're alone, so alone."

This silence speaks a million words,
words of comfort so shallow.
How I wish even for one tear,
but for my heart it is too late.
Where do I go when the sorrow turns to hate.
Where do I go from here?

The guardian angels quiet and near,
slowly turning away, for hell is surely here.
Every step towards the hole in the ground I rot,
carrying your white coffin, my heart wide shut.

I will follow you, earth to earth.
I will follow you, ashes to ashes.
I will follow you, dust to dust.
I will follow you!

How I wish even for one tear,
but for my heart it is too late,
when sorrow turns to hate.

"And the candles on the cathedral walls
chase the weak light under the Saints eyes
over you, and your shattered words for the ones you lost.
In your mourning you're alone, so alone."

5. Hearts Wide Shut

Talk to me with words of sorrow,
the only words I learned to know.
Be still my bleeding heart, while I hold my breath
and wait for it to pass, but it never will, never has.

Your loving light will only wake them,
make them appear from their hiding.
Would you make them disappear?
But no one can, not even you.

I crossed the oceans of tears
and sacrificed all these hearts
on the altar of you.
But these same ghosts will haunt me
until my last days,
one by one risen from their graves
telling me I'm not worth being forgiven
for the all hearts wide shut.

The white veil falls upon your face
covering the scars and tears.
And as you walk down the aisle
the marble steps end, and you fall.
I won't be there to save you;
I'll let you fall, just like the others before.

I crossed the oceans of tears
and sacrificed all these hearts
on the altar of you.
But these same ghosts will haunt me
until my last days,
one by one risen from their graves
telling me I'm not worth being forgiven
for the all hearts wide shut.

6. Silent Towers

We turn away and erase the pain,
let it lie in the deepest shades of guilt and blame.
Cover it under these chords so shallow,
hide it between lines so narrow.

But the words are just too strong to speak,
they will only destroy us.
Like two towers we stand,
stand strong, but hurt.
Until we crash down with only one word.

Where is the end of these emerald woods,
the first light of the new morning?
Have we walked too far in this gloom
to sense the pure heart of doom?

We left our souls in the cutting room
and play the roles of silent killers.
Here we stand at the edge of truth
and still let the cold paint our skin.
And blinded we step straight back into hell.

But the words are just too strong to speak,
they will only destroy us.
Like two towers we stand,
stand strong, but hurt.
Until we crash down with only one word.

7. Labyrinth Of London (Horror Pt. IV)

Fire walk with me through these old streets of London,
make me stronger to get one step closer to you again.
Horror spreads through these alleys
like a plague through the harlots.
By the blood of all these dirty cunts
my delicate art is being written, in blood!

For I am the sire, the noble one.
Deep I cut their sinful bodies,
to get her back, piece by piece.
The night she left me from this world
to the shades of everlasting.
I will bring you back my love,
even just for a one life long second.

She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells mourning her death,
echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.

Charlotte Street 3 am, washed by blood.
She's not worth dying for, but to die in shame.
Heart of a scarlet whore, black like her native shore.
One I cut out on Lavender Lane,
I will replace her chest, and we will dance.

She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells mourning her death,
echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.

She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells marking your death,
You will be lost in this Labyrinth of London.

In this Labyrinth of London.

"I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every Man,
In every Infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.

How the Chimney-sweeper's cry
Every black'ning Church appalls;
And the hapless Soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls.

But most thro' midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlot's curse
Blasts the new born Infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse."
[London by William Blake - read by Tom O'Bedlam]

4 am Palmer Street.
In a circle of flames we will dance, once again.

Fire walk with me through these old streets of London,
make me stronger to get one step closer to you again.
Horror spreads through these alleys
like a plague through the harlots.
By the blood of all these dirty cunts
my delicate art is being written, in blood!

She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells mourning her death,
echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.

She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells marking your death,
You will be lost in this Labyrinth of London.

8. Of Death And Corruption

Felt my back bleeding,
heard the song of a siren;
the forerunner of death and corruption.
I've already hit the ground,
nothing you said was true.
Were all the vows meant to be broken?

Some wounds will never heal,
some day even queens will die.
Some day even nations turn their backs
after the chants of devilish mouths.

Lie deep in your lies, keep telling you love me;
the chant of death and corruption.
I still hear the words that let me down,
something deep inside you died that night.

Some wounds will never heal,
some day even queens will die.
Some day even nations turn their backs
after the chants of devilish mouths.

That night showed your true colours,
pure blackness and filth.
Once loved, once admired,
dead to the world from now on.

Some wounds will never heal,
some day even queens will die.
Some day even nations turn their backs
after the chants of devilish mouths.

9. April 14th

April 14th and the sabbath is near.
The ground is trembling,
weakened by the longest winter.
These are the last steps
of the frost giants as they leave.

An April moon is rising as the trees turn to rust.
Killing season comes in shades of gray.
An April moon is rising as the spring turns to dust.
We lie down to a howling sound
as the world is slowly coming down.

Bless me, ghosts of winter,
for you have made me stronger,
to face this day and ever nights,
further north our paths will go.
South is burning, east is vast,
west is dying fast.
But as I leave,
my heart holds no fear;
I know there's nothing from here.

An April moon is rising as the trees turn to rust.
Killing season comes in shades of gray.
An April moon is rising as the spring turns to dust.
We lie down to a howling sound...

On the altar of endless snow,
on a deep glacier's glow,
we prepare our graves.
Here under the north star I will sleep away,
to the deep hum of your icy womb.
April 14th, and death is here,
the tide has finally turned.

The ground is trembling,
weakened by the longest winter.
These are the last steps
of the frost giants as they leave.
But my heart holds no fear;
for I know there's nothing from here...

10. Night Will Forgive Us

Did we make it through the night,
or was it just a dream of woe?
When did mother's arms turn to dust?
The fortress so unbroken.
But sill your heart was strong
to lead us all through.

The gentle morning mist
still veiling the graves.
Breathe it in and watch the sunrise.
Time will wait for us in this early hour
like the ghosts still lingering on the flowers.

Time won't heal, it just buries the pain
and slowly changes form.
But a bleeding heart is an open one,
alive yet so undone.
We carry these wounds until the night forgives us.

Loneliness, so hard to bear,
when these rooms breathe emptiness.
Still your voice is all around me here,
singing me to the blue dream
through the quiet summer rain.

Time won't heal, it just buries the pain
and slowly changes form.
But a bleeding heart is an open one,
alive yet so undone.
We carry these wounds until the night forgives us.

Did we make it through the night,
or was it just a dream of woe?
When did mother's arms turn to dust?
The fortress so unbroken.
But sill your heart was strong to lead us all through.

The gentle morning mist
still veiling the graves.
Breathe it in and watch the sunrise.
Time will wait for us in this early hour.

Time won't heal, it just buries the pain
and slowly changes form.
But a bleeding heart is an open one,
alive yet so undone.
We carry these wounds until the night forgives us
and lets us say a last goodbye.







SWALLOW THE SUN LYRICS