In her arms I want to never leave
But I've seen it all sink away
In the starving end I bleed away
And the clouds drift over me
Finally I've found a love to love me
But isn't it a wonder how things end
Do I punish me for all that I've become
Or am I truly happy in her warmth
In the past I seemed to love the cold
And no one could e'er melt the ice within my veins
But she keeps my heart beating
For with her love I could grab the stars
-My heart was doomed to fail me-
Stare into a hanging mirror
Broken the fragments pierce my eye
Within the frozen the Ice Queen lies
On a bed of ice she'll breathe
Frost covers her pale, blue skin
The only remedy an angels tear
But angels can't survive in her cold
Her frozen lair is white as the snow
The Ice Queen hath loved me
Her spell of lust becomes me
The mirror fragment rests within me
Binding my thought of reality
And now I wait here for her
A shard of glass within my eye
But ne'er will she ever show
For my heart was doomed to fail me
In this song I explore my own psychological inability to accept love from others. It gives the listeners a feeling of what is going on in my head when I ruin something that's going well. This problem then leaves me in deep depression, then discussed in part 2 of the song. The "Ice Queen", character is a representative of that depression. This is the heaviest song on the "New Era", LP. It is a slow to mid paced doomy raping of life.
I saw a field of beauty
Looketh upon he body near a stream
Naked of the pain and the cloth of life
As I awaoke from a dream
In the pinnacle of my vision
All I recognize is here with me
The images are my psalms of sorrow
My pedals float away on a northern breeze
Her beauty like the perfect flower
A rose among a field of weeds
And I the one who loves her forever
More than anyone loved anyone, ever before
Our candles burn our wine consumed
And the satin sheets upon her bed
We lay down together for eternity
And this my only happines
Would you protect my heart if I profess my love to thee
Would you stay if my whispers talked of love
Unheartened lust I give to you my heart
Pandora's box is broken and the secret is revealed
Demon, Goddess, Ice Queen, Whore
A bloody valentine to me I feel
Nocturnal bitch, 'tis my heart you steal
Upon my pillow lies a bleeding rose
I turn away but ne'er do I stop thinking
A lover, e'en the truth will sometimes lie
:::This is my first bleeding whisper:::
This songs purpose is to discover the beauty in life. It doesn't. The beginning of this song is laid back, mellow and soothing (a far stretch for TSD). The lyrics talk metaphorically of love, and being content. But, the ending takes a turn for the worse. The "secret" is revealed and everything that was giving me joy comes crashing down. The music is upbeat and heavy towards the end as opposed to the beginning where the music is soft and quietly atmospheric.
Why doth the wolves cry in night
Is't for the death of a beloved
And in the night the sleeping forest blackens
The owls scream as banshees
And whilst the wind whispers
Through the blanket of trees
I hear a howling shriek
Like the call of ravens
(chorus)
The snakes slither upon my feet
Like water in a stream
But ne'er do I feet a bite
For their poison could be my serenity
All life is a memory of lust
We only love but for a while
Love will fade and always like the leaves
Lust is like the waves, 'tis forever
The wind blows through my hair
And water runs down my face like rain
The sky is ever gray and it never ceases
It opens and down falls my misery
(Chorus)
On wings of passion doth she cried
All from here hath passed hast died
From shattered windows, panes of glass
Like all forgotten love never lasts
Lost upon her ic'en shores
Begatten son of begatten whores
Repentence said shall do no more
Than humor for my solemn doors
Is't that I feel is what you hate
And slammed on me your iron gate
But ne'er shall I giv in to pain
It turns me on in crying ways
And which I taste I feel no more
Used to blood begatten whore
Turn to me for pain this time
'Tis that is all you'll feel
I no longer give to thee
Any of my simpathy
I loss of tears within your name
Which forever lie upon the ground
But to your favor wench by name
Eternally a hole within my heart
For too long did I play your game
And loved you forever e'en apart
Everything is green
Like spring but is it envy
I'm jaded of the sorrow
It's now time for me to find another emotion
Black tears stream down my face
As I cry upon her silken grave
For I love her more than life
I long to feel her skin beneath me
And I no longer love myself
Or anything around me but her
He face haunts me even now
As I cry upon her black, silken grave
A psychological analysis of love, lust, and unrequited love. The first part of the song is an analysis of love and lust. The music is acoustic but is far from relaxing. The available chords are rather unnerving and spooky. The keys thrown in give a very uneasy feeling, and when the chorus blasts in, the tension built up is released. Part 2 is an analysis of unrequited love from the point of view of the former lover. It is a hate letter basically. Part 3 is the bridge. It is a mellow few measures, leading very well into part 4. Part 4 is a summary of the feelings involved with the rest of the song. The metaphore of her dying is important because we all do so, many of us sooner than we'd imagine. Often this is without love. This may be the best song ever written for TSD.
Rest ye deep mine angel
Appear to me in thine death
Alone I seek your heartbeat
And quickly departed breath
Floweth thine blood nevermore
Through your beautiful viens
Your heart hath died but oh, so slowly
And I share your pain
Rest my skull upon your breat
Soft as has been forever
But coldness only do I feel
From you, your jugular severed
Harness your love from within
Tighten the neuce round your neck
The feeling of essense dripping from wounds
A total release of your innocent wreck
And dying, has
Never been the ultimate way out for me
And lying, for
Anything, everything, nothing is coming to be
For Me
A rose upon her pillow
So red as summer's evening sky
And can they ever understand
This part of me which lives beneath the soil
A silent figure in moonlight shines
Is't her that of an angel but without wings
The dead of winter and within the snow we fall
Making love in the darkness in the cold, cold white
And these jewels that fall upon me
But wealth I see not as I collect them
For as they approach the sleeping ground
They turn to the rock in which they were birthed
This song is about the inability to love someone. In writing this song I've discovered that you have to love yourself first. Well, it this song, that isn't the case and neither is it true very often in my real life as well. At least I know why I have trouble with keeping a good thing alive. I'm like a glutton for punishment. The music is acoustic in the beginning, and building throughout the verse until the chorus which is heavy. Just when there is a bomb ready to drop, it cuts off leaving the listener waiting for the ending which is an emotional catharsis of atmosphere and power.
I lament my passions to her
By the symphony of the Angels
A droplet of water from her eyes
Och tararna rann nerfor hons ansikte
They collected in my quivering palm
I never thought that the cry of the winged
Could ache in my heart for so long
Now I die upon these thorns
I hear her singing to me
I know that song 'tis frozen
It lingers in my lonly heart
Just writhing to awaken
Natt faller over tystnaden
Och djarva ar de ondskefulla ropen
En storm kallar och tilltar istyrka
Med de skrammande berattel serna osagda
Blodet skall rinna over
Over bagarre filda med vin
Ma vara svard och yxor vara starka
Nar vi ber I ditt namn
Var magi kommer, se
Och den dansar i morkret
For att lyda din herre
I de stora skogarna pa andra sidan
Red roses, red roses lie upon her grave
But everything is black surrounded
By an aura of hatred for the fools
A poison kiss which grows on me
(like my addiction to the rain)
-The scent of her lilac lingers in my soul-
Goodnight angel
Shelter yourself under shredded wings
Your love is like an opaque window
Which shudders against frozen winds
Blessed be, under torturous rain
Follow thee unto the falling ice
Like a torched sorrow, never want to live again
The serenity and tranquility (never grow)
Goodnight angel go to sleep (sleep)
Forever have you wanted a gift
But the only gift you e'er received was
A poisoned thorn within your soul
My heart how it longs to be severed
From the world of everything
Oblivion is a minds vacation
To never have to think about it anymore