Opium
(Chorus)
The Night. Has just begun.
The Setting. Of the sun.
The Moon is rising, the tale has begun,
The Seasons come. For Opium
(GENTLE)
How could she do this, do it to me,
How could they do it, without thinking of me,
She knew how much I loved her, we became one,
And united by the setting sun.
Bu-u-ut.... Now they lie on his bed with a red line round there necks,
For once my temper has been torn because of the looks that they had worn.
No regret No sorrow, nothing at all.
No apologetic faces, but I don't care anymore.
Because, in theory, I have won.
Two became three, and now three is one.
Tonight, the setting of the sun,
Marks the night, of opium.
All I remember, is the rage through my head,
THE ANGER AND FUSTRATION, Thats how it was fed,
And the blood, Oh GOD, The blood, after she nearly fled,
When I saw them together, a sea of pure red,
When I saw them together, o-on his bed,
When I saw them togethet, The haze begun,
When I saw them kissing, The darkness had come,
I'll never forget,
Or remember it either,
Life or death,
I don't don't want neither.
Whatever happens,
The setting of the sun
Will mark the time,
For Opium
(Chorus)
The Night. Has just begun.
The Setting. Of the sun.
The Moon is rising, the tale has begun,
The Seasons come. For Opium
(Angry)
How the hell could they do it,
How the hell could they do it,
(Gentle)
The church bells have rung,
The rising of the sun,
Todays the day, for Opium.
All I Remember,
Was pulling their heads,
Dragging their bodys,
Throwing them off the edge,
They splashed into the sea,
The noise rung,
In my head, the tale had begun,
A tear dropped down my face and shun,
Glimmering with light, from the rising sun.
So now I'm here, on my bed,
All the pain is still in my head,
I'm reaching under the matress for the one,
Magic box, From where the joy comes,
I reach in, for the red rock,
Of happiness, and then grind it up,
Roll it, Light it, Breathe in some,
Off the happiness that is Opium.
The pain is still slightly there, but its getting shorter,
I get another rock, grind in the mortar,
Mix half an ounce of pot and then roll it,
light it, and then suck it in.
The night is coming again
It's the last one,
for the red rock Opium.
I'm feeling dizzy,
I Know what I'll do,
I'll run a bath and then lie in it to,
Upside down, the pain has gone,
The blackness is coming, my ears have rung.
(Chorus)
The Night. Has just begun.
The Setting. Of the sun.
The Moon is rising, the tale has begun,
The Seasons come. For Opium
I've held my breath and closed my eyes.
I can't stand the tourment any longer, or the lies.
I've released my breath and sucked in,
a lungful of water, no thrashing.
Waiting for my death and the forgiveness of my sins
Crawling underneath my skin
I came to a realization, knowing that no one hear,
"The air is liquid!' says my mind
As my body slipped away from time.
'The air is LIQUID! I tell you, it is!!'
And with these last thoughts, no more conciousness
Oh...The season's come
The seasons come.... For opium
(Chorus)
The Night. Has just begun.
The Setting. Of the sun.
The Moon is rising, the tale has begun,
The Seasons come. For Opium
(GENTLE)
How could she do this, do it to me,
How could they do it, without thinking of me,
She knew how much I loved her, we became one,
And united by the setting sun.
Bu-u-ut.... Now they lie on his bed with a red line round there necks,
For once my temper has been torn because of the looks that they had worn.
No regret No sorrow, nothing at all.
No apologetic faces, but I don't care anymore.
Because, in theory, I have won.
Two became three, and now three is one.
Tonight, the setting of the sun,
Marks the night, of opium.
All I remember, is the rage through my head,
THE ANGER AND FUSTRATION, Thats how it was fed,
And the blood, Oh GOD, The blood, after she nearly fled,
When I saw them together, a sea of pure red,
When I saw them together, o-on his bed,
When I saw them togethet, The haze begun,
When I saw them kissing, The darkness had come,
I'll never forget,
Or remember it either,
Life or death,
I don't don't want neither.
Whatever happens,
The setting of the sun
Will mark the time,
For Opium
(Chorus)
The Night. Has just begun.
The Setting. Of the sun.
The Moon is rising, the tale has begun,
The Seasons come. For Opium
(Angry)
How the hell could they do it,
How the hell could they do it,
(Gentle)
The church bells have rung,
The rising of the sun,
Todays the day, for Opium.
All I Remember,
Was pulling their heads,
Dragging their bodys,
Throwing them off the edge,
They splashed into the sea,
The noise rung,
In my head, the tale had begun,
A tear dropped down my face and shun,
Glimmering with light, from the rising sun.
So now I'm here, on my bed,
All the pain is still in my head,
I'm reaching under the matress for the one,
Magic box, From where the joy comes,
I reach in, for the red rock,
Of happiness, and then grind it up,
Roll it, Light it, Breathe in some,
Off the happiness that is Opium.
The pain is still slightly there, but its getting shorter,
I get another rock, grind in the mortar,
Mix half an ounce of pot and then roll it,
light it, and then suck it in.
The night is coming again
It's the last one,
for the red rock Opium.
I'm feeling dizzy,
I Know what I'll do,
I'll run a bath and then lie in it to,
Upside down, the pain has gone,
The blackness is coming, my ears have rung.
(Chorus)
The Night. Has just begun.
The Setting. Of the sun.
The Moon is rising, the tale has begun,
The Seasons come. For Opium
I've held my breath and closed my eyes.
I can't stand the tourment any longer, or the lies.
I've released my breath and sucked in,
a lungful of water, no thrashing.
Waiting for my death and the forgiveness of my sins
Crawling underneath my skin
I came to a realization, knowing that no one hear,
"The air is liquid!' says my mind
As my body slipped away from time.
'The air is LIQUID! I tell you, it is!!'
And with these last thoughts, no more conciousness
Oh...The season's come
The seasons come.... For opium
