[!] My Dying Bride
- From
- Gregory Leonov (2:5020/814)
- To
- Stanislav Podgurskiy aka Ashly (2:5054/37.63)
- Date
- 2005-04-07T09:10Z
- Area
- SU.MUSIC.LYRICS
Have a good time, *Stanislav*!
Stanislav Podgurskiy aka Ashly >> Gregory Leonov (07 Apr 05 02:45) '[?] My Dying Bride'
MY DYING BRIDE
Unreleased Bitterness (1993)
1. The Bitterness And The Bereavement
1. The Bitterness And The Bereavement
Adorn magnificent costume
For I come to judge the world
Be with me here in my dark place
Let yours be mine
Cut me and I do not bleed
Heat is my body
The poor and simple fools
Equal under my presence
Lift up your head
Blessed in the womb that bare thee
Feed us with knowledge
Release us from atrocities
And shades of sinister figures
Bare witness to this orgy of glory
Groping at my naked privacy
Unleashing pure bitterness
And I did bleed over them
Hindered by savage plague
Offspring wasting away
Christ where is your mercy?
Do listen to me pray?
Cast upon us a pitying eye
The baptism os such as is,
Of riper years
Am I blind? Who are you?
He died that you might live
And lived only to cleanse you
From sin's polluting stain
If I had the chance to cut you
Believe me you would bleed
And the rest...
MY DYING BRIDE
The Thrash Of The Naked Limbs (1993 EP)
1. The Thrash Of Naked Limbs
2. Le Cerf Malade
3. Gather Me Up Forever
1. The Thrash Of Naked Limbs
Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it
This passion play
Smothered in effort, The thrash of naked limbs
Glistening skin
Close your eyes, the whispered sighs
Frightening lust
Sweet was her breath, tasted by mine
Words are more effective when concealed
Through the halflight on her body
My fearful hands tremble their way
Take me, anywhere that you like
Hold me, deep within. Do what you like
Take me, anywhere. Warm the night
Take me, take me, take me
With the lights low, and you naked on the warm floor
Me besides you, softly kissing, caressing
Make love to her while she's crying
I could die now, and die happy
2. Le Cerf Malade
Il en coute A qui vous reclame
Medecins du corps et de l'ame
O temps! O moeurs! J'ai beau crier
Tout le monde se fait payer
3. Gather Me Up Forever
The pain never stops
The race ignore me
I sit here twisted, and it hurts me.
The Son is near
His way made for him
Among the hopes
Ten thousand suffering
Oh how my heart aches
The brilliant stories cascade about me
To be handsome again
Thou art all deformed, and I feel your pain
What I touch with my hand, I touch with my heart.
The affection of stillness
Kiss the hand that blesses me
And as the panting ceased
My blood runs now fierce
This when I was young, before I knew nothing
Now I'm the hunted, for the guilt that stains my hands.
: My Dying Bride - The Deepest Of All Hearts @ 256 kbps
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