Letra da Música Poetry for the Poisoned de Kamelot

Part I- Incubus

There was a time when I was young
A boy with bold ambitions
There was a time when I could tell
The crooked from the wicked one
There was a song that someone sung
A hint of recognition
There was a time
I knew you well enough
To know you won't be gone

Come with me tonight
Tell me how it feels to be alive

There was a time I had respect
A name of reputation
There was a time
When I could watch myself
Without being disgraced

Come with me tonight
Let us find a place where we can hide

Come into the night
Let me show you how we stay alive

"The word 'incubus' means 'to lie on', and it was
believed that any heavy feeling in bed, such as a
weight pressing down on your chest, especially
accompanied by nightmares
was a sure sign that an
incubus had attempted to have nocturnal
intercourse with you. Given the religious fervour
of the Middle Ages, it is not altogether
surprising that the idea of a demon lover was
believed to account for this phenomenon"


Part Ii- So Long

A minute more
Till the light of day is seen
Lay down
I know you must be nearly there
A bloody kiss
And the vision of a dream
For the last of your days in the Sun

(Simone Simmons)
In the white light I am calm
Yet peculiarly cold
Silent slumber
And wide awake
Lord have mercy on my soul

So long
Your sorrow be gone
(Show me how it feels to be alive)
No more denial
So long
(Let us find a place where we can hide)

You fed me long
And by God you fed me well
Sleep tight
This day belongs to you, my dear
And I am bound
Like a beast onto its prey
We are one of a kind, you and I

(Simone Simmons)
Pale Moon wonder
I'm wide awake
Lord have mercy on my soul

So long
Your sorrow be gone
(Show me how it feels to be alive)
No more denial
So long
(Show me all the splendors of the night)

So long
The little last of your attention
Sorrow
This flood to wash your mind
See me
The god of you imagination
Feel me
Come with me tonight

So long
Your sorrow be gone
Show me how it feels to be alive
No more denial
So long

Part II- All is Over

I am the hole in your broken heart
I am the reason we all depart
What if all is over?
What if all is over?
What if all is over?

Part Iv- Dissection

Life in slow review
I see it with my eyes
Deeper down and farther back
The storm reveals a hidden track
The Sun is coming through

Down by a lake
As a child
Without a fear
When a mother's warm embrace
Made a haven in the maze
Those were the moments
And these were my days