Amorphis Against Widows

The Devils weds a widow

Death another’s leftovers

Better to lie on a willows

Rest on alder boughs

Then upon a widow’s bed

On a used woman’s pillow

Sweeter the side of a fence

Then a widow’s flank

Softer the side of a grove

Than a widow’s beside is

The Devil weds a widow

The grave one twice wed

A widow’s hand is rougher

Than a dry spruce bough

With which she strikes the playful

Grabs the one who laughs

A widow has had her games

And spent a merry evening

Amorphis A New Day

The Sun will rise again

When darkness can’t get any darker

Shadows will retreat

When night has filled the cup of time

 

When pearls start to glow

When morning dewdrops glister

When the wind waves the blade of grass

The Sun will rise again

 

When eagles have descended by my side

When I no longer need to flee

When mountain has allowed me, I will stay

And rest for a while

 

This is the moment

I have always feared

Afraid of an ending night

Afraid of a closing road

This is how it feels to die

On a most beautiful day

When the clouds so white and light

Sail across the sky

Amorphis Shatters Within

Once I was there

Standing outside

Looking in

Beside my window

Smiling face, shattering

It’s an old man’s pride

That climbs over understanding

It wasn’t your child

That I was hurting

And I turn my back to the world

Well I don’t care

What can I say if I see you all as dead

Under the dying sun it comes

Weaving fear but I have none

I know that mushroom cloud

Won’t come very near

What do you have to believe in

And all the poison you breath in

The crystal heart shatters within

Once I was there

Standing outside

Moving in

Inside my window

Crying face, shattering

Take all that you have

And leave the rest for today

It’s the old folk’s sign

That took away your chastity

And I turn my back to the world

Well I don’t care

What can I say if I see you all as dead

Under the dying sun it comes

Weaving fear but I have none

I know that mushroom cloud

Won’t come very near

What do you have to believe in

And all the poison you breath in

The crystal heart shatters within

Amorphis Nightfall

As a rot to rape the spring sown seed

A plague sprang forth of his tracks

Churns ran red when cows milked blood

And famine cracked poor backs

Who would hear a lament sad

Under the bright blue sky

That’s sung in hovels dark and low

With eyes too weak to cry

But horror be the nightfall’s gloom

For the man upon the road

When moon doth laugh at worthless lives

Twice hard for all promise showed

Empty stare upon his face

Nine fathoms deep

He set upon the road again

On ground that bears no seed

Amorphis Perkele

I, I woke up

The God of fire woke me up

At the edge of burning ground

I’m, I’m damned

To put out the fire

My hand is a trap for that fire

It won’t surprise me in my dream

My dream wakes me up, instantly

Without a word my hand is a trap

Trap for that fire

I, I drown it with water

I kill it on the spot

It won’t have time to run far

It won’t get away from me

Amorphis Elegy

Long evenings full on longing

Low-spirited my mornings

Full of longing too my nights

And all times the bitterest.

‘Tis my lovely I long for

It is my darling I miss

My black-browed one I grieve for.

Beneath the grass my treasure

Under the sand my sweet one

Beneath the grass my treasure

Under the sand my sweet one

There’s no hearing my treasure

No seeing my marten-breat

No hearing her in the lane

Driving below the window

Chopping the wood by the stack

Clinking outside the cook-house

In the earth my berry lies

Beneath the grass my treasure

Under the sand my sweet one

Beneath the grass my treasure

Under the sand my sweet one

Long evenings full on longing

Low-spirited my mornings

Full of longing too my nights

And all times the bitterest.

There’s no hearing my treasure

No seeing my marten-breat

No hearing her in the lane

Driving below the window

Chopping the wood by the stack

Clinking outside the cook-house

In the earth my berry lies

In the soil she’s mouldering

Under the sand my sweet one

Beneath the grass my treasure

The one I grieve for.

Amorphis The Smoke

In my dream smoke followed me

As on fire the whole world had been

To the yard I walked in

Up the frontstep and opened the door

Cranes flew over to the North

As I walked on dry

And passed through a grove

Yellow with flowers

They had been expecting me

They said so and I believed

In my dream smoke came to me

And we became as one

I am smoke

Amorphis Drowned Maid

I went to wash at the shore

I went to bathe in the sea

And there I, a hen, was lost

I, a bird

Untimely died

Let not my brother

Ever in this world

Water his war-horse

Upon the seashore!

Waters of the sea

So much blood of mine

Fishes of the sea

So much flesh of mine

Such the death of the young maid

End of the fair little hen

Amorphis Course Of Fate

Got a maid from the lands of north

A wife from lands of strange

The work of gods was at last replaced

By days and nights of men

She wakes beside me

She stands by me

She stares at our sky

She lives our lives

In the beginning of all time the sounds of war

I sanctified for work

Cries of terror harmonized to a song

Spirits of wrath restrained

And now dead is my wife

Ripped apart by iron teeth

Slashed by the claws of steel

The ancient venom surfaced again

She lies in the ground

She’s gone from me

She stares without eyes

She stares at me

Poisoned by the bane of riches

Betrayed by lies manifold

Slain by avenger

The ancient venom turned the course of fate

She woke beside me

She stood by me

She stared at our sky

And lived our life

Amorphis Song Of The Troubled One

What the thrush toils at

The partridge asks for

The hapless one takes

The troubled one steals

Puts upon a spade

Sets on a runner

Hides under a door

Shields with a bath-whisk

The farmer hammers

And tempers his spears

Marries off his sons

Hands out his daughters

In boots clogged with clay

In fancy mittens

The sea-swell rumbles

And the winds it blows

And the king hears it

From five miles away

From six directions

From seven back woods

From eight heaths away.