Testo Lilium Cruentus (Deus Nova)
Alessandra Amoroso, il concerto è già sold out
A Scene in Brown and Yellow: At first I don't know why your presence fills me with unease Though I've missed you more than Life itself I freeze It's like you've been lost and now you're glad to see my face But as you sit down my confusion turns to distress Not knowing how to let you know that you are Dead (I wake up sweating) They tell me you are better off Where you are now Well, I don't care They tell me that your pain is gone Where you are now Well, you left it here See, I need to be strong Need to be brave I need to put faith in something How could I live on Not hoping we will meet Again? A Scene in White and Grey: Under the icon's weight the old thoughts lay Under the cross so still and pale The flowers usher the stale breath of Death away And someone tries to sing But the bird of song has lost its wings Now it twitches Rips the stitches of a chest where tears are torn And where all loss begins Life seems too small when Death takes its toll I need something to blame for this pain A Scene in Amber - Flawed: And have you ever had that dream Where one you love passes away? And you wake up crying to a world Where she's long since gone But you feel the pain So close As if she'd died today But I need to be strong I need to be brave I need to put faith in something How could I live on Not hoping we will meet Again Some day? Earth to Earth, Dust to Dust A verse we know too well Like a nursery rhyme Just in reverse 'Cause we are all the little tin man With hearts like little tin cans And as we line them down with tears Over the years They inevitably turn To rust Life seems too small when Death takes its toll I need something to blame for this pain I try, I fail, I fall, like anyone you know I break, I bleed, like anyone you know A Scene in Blood on White: Where the linen's changed just for tonight And somehow we beat her to this sight This ghostly room of Exit That she enters by the flicker of candle light And in her breast A desert storm is taking form An old thirst that can never be quenched or killed Sweeps over the cold Broken but thousandfold "My Love!"