Sting - Shape Of My Heart
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn\'t play for the money he wins
He don\'t play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that\'s not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that\'s not the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You\'d maybe think there\'s something wrong
I\'m not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Well, those who speak know nothin\'
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that\'s not the shape of my heart
That\'s not the shape, the shape of my heart
That\'s not the shape, the shape of my heart
Evanescence - Sweet Sacrifice
It\'s true, we\'re all a little insane.
But it\'s so clear,
Now that I\'m unchained.
Fear is only in our minds,
Taking over all the time.
Fear is only in our minds but it\'s taking over all the time.
You poor sweet innocent thing.
Dry your eyes and testify.
You know you live to break me. Don\'t deny.
Sweet sacrifice.
One day I\'m gonna forget your name,
And one sweet day, you\'re gonna drown in my lost pain.
Fear is only in our minds,
Taking over all the time.
Fear is only in our minds but it\'s taking over all the time.
You poor sweet innocent thing.
Dry your eyes and testify.
And oh you love to hate me don\'t you, honey?
I\'m your sacrifice.
(I dream in darkness
I sleep to die,
Raise the silence,
Erase my life,
Our burning ashes
Blacken the day,
A world of nothingness,
Blow me away.)
So you wonder why you hate?
Are you still too weak to survive your mistakes?
You poor sweet innocent thing.
Dry your eyes and testify.
You know you live to break me.
Don\'t deny.
Sweet sacrifice.