Amor no metal (Parte V)

Sonata Arctica, “Don’t Say A Word“, (Reckoning Night)

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“I am your poison candygram,

the love that’s meant to fade away

Vade retro, alter ego, move aside, I’m choking on this life

I think I tolerate your hate, as long as you’re afraid

All I wanted was to be with you and suffer every day…

*

Under the moon I hold a wake for a promise torn

Mortally wounded, feelings sheltered me

Once again my shadow will enter your life

Time to walk with me the last mile…

*

I read a book about a man, a love, a woman, how they died

How I was waved aside, listen how the headless doves cry

I truly see a madman in the mirror when I’m weak

I spent a year in love before I realized it’s me

*

Open your blue eyes, tell me that you love me, whore

Make me believe it, oh I know you’re lying

Broke the vow I thought you made, my angel, why…

Could I let you wait out the night?

*

Mother always said “my son, do the noble thing…”

You have to finish what you started, no matter what,

Now, sit, watch and learn…

“It’s not how long you live, but what your morals say”

Cannot keep your part of the deal

So don’t say a word… don’t say a word

*

It won’t be long now, love, like mist I slowly fill the room

I place a black candle on your chest,

The path of night is manifest

I never wanted us to end up in this catatonic phase

It wasn’t me who ran away, you made me stray…

*

Open your blue eyes, tell me that you love me, whore

Make me believe it, oh I know you lie

Broke the vow I thought you made, my angel, why…

Settling the score, we pass the twilight…

*

Mother always said “my son, do the noble thing…”

You have to finish what you started, no matter what,

Now, sit, watch and learn…

“It’s not how long you live, but what your morals say”

Cannot keep your part of the deal

So don’t say a word… don’t say a word

*

Strawberry blonde, your stranglehold

on my heart is bound to end

I suppose, life sometimes,

it doesn’t go the way it was meant

Though you never were a believer,

I assure you: I won’t die before you

You read the book now,

The part “ashes to ashes, dust to dust”

*

Short is the flight of this little starling

Love sounds familiar, but the emotion escapes me

I will carpe the diem while it’s still here,

And see how the fear of death becomes her

*

We had it all so sweet

Made for me, you, indeed…

Big secret, small the lie

Don’t cry for me, oh, argentite

*

No word you say tonight

Can make this be alright

I’ll help you follow through

Remember this?: Pacta sunt servanda

*

… The wounds are too deep,

I need to keep the scars

To prove there was a time

When I loved something more than life

*

Unlike the last time here,

I now have the means and a will sincere

Your knight is nowhere near

Unfortunate for you, this makes me your God…

*

Closing your eyes, don’t ever say you love me, whore

You never meant a word, I know you lied

When there is life, there is despair, indulge me now

And stay alive this night… I promise you the end before the first light arrives…

*

Mother always said “my son, do the noble thing…”

You have to finish what you started, no matter what,

Now, sit, watch and learn…

“It’s not how long you live, but what your morals say”

Cannot keep your part of the deal

So don’t say a word… don’t say…

*

Mother always said “my son, do the noble thing…”

You have to finish what you started, no matter what,

Now, sit, watch and learn…

“It’s not how long you live, but what your morals say”

Cannot keep your part of the deal

So don’t say a word… Don’t Say A Word!”

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