The Snow In My Hand My Dying Bride

The flower they carry had once been mine. Get away from me, man of stories. Robe of lies. Stay far from me. I lie to myself (it's not hurting). I need help, but not from you or yor father. No!

The Snow in My Hands My Dying Bride

The flower they carry had once been mine. Get away from me, man of stories. Robe of lies. Stay far from me. I lie to myself (it's not hurting). I need help, but not from you or yor father. No!

The Blue Lotus My Dying Bride

Under the darkened, ancient oak Gentle in the night's breeze I stop and stare, rest a while With hands upon my knees Through jaded leaves, bush and scrub I spy my journey's end Black it looms, silent gloom

The Fever Sea My Dying Bride

Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. Lame from my mothers womb Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. My hands bleed. Feet red raw. I'm a broken man who dreamt the great war.

The Return Of The Beautiful My Dying Bride

the might If you're feeble, turn away No dagger glints in my hand Technique is secret Liar She have herself to me (The Sadness) Please leave I think I'll close my eyes now The first sunshine was mine

For My Fallen Angel My Dying Bride

As I draw up my breath, And silver fills my eyes. I kiss her still, For she will never rise. On my weak body, Lays her dying hand. Through those meadows of Heaven, Where we ran.

The Dreadful Hours My Dying Bride

But watch your father's hand We do not want you. No-body loves you Father of the dark. Tonight will greet you God in heaven, can you hear me Help me Oh Lord. They're coming for me Mother warned me.

A Cruel Taste Of Winter My Dying Bride

I feel its steady hand Your heart, your fear. Take off and flee Trust me, just me. I'll catch you if you fall My arms run deep.

The Songless Bird My Dying Bride

The very deepest of your wishes. Climb up high, take my hand. Tread carefully through these sickening angels. Look at your god. look at the way he stands. The uterine murderess dies herself.

Gather Me Up Forever My Dying Bride

The pain never stops The race ignore me I sit here twisted, and it hurts me.

The Crown of Sympathy My Dying Bride

See the light and feel my warm desire, run through my veins like the evening sun. It will live but no eyes will see it. I'll bless your name before I die.

Failure My Dying Bride

I, I've been lonely And I, I've been blind And I, I've learned nothing So my hands are firmly tied To the sinking leadweight of failure I've worked hard all my life Money slips through my hands My face

For You My Dying Bride

I will be here for you All I want is you When I see your face All the Angels are shamed Lay with me beauty Feel me close to you Take my hand to you Touch you softly.

Christliar My Dying Bride

Your presence on my wing. Arise from my sickness. My hopes, eclipsed by failures. Dismal moments fall on me. A terrible sobbing Echoed through my own house.

Sear Me III My Dying Bride

Come to me Comfort me Take my hand In your arms In your eyes I will be Forever yours Bring me down To your bed To your dreams Take my life Take everything Through those meadows Of heaven

All Swept Away My Dying Bride

I'm ruled by pain Tortured memories burning my brain. Oh make it end Killed for nothing. Killed by no-one. I was just a boy Weak and lonely, cold and bloody.

She is the Dark My Dying Bride

A cruel sleep 'cross our land All withered and dying As the fall, the victims They're dying a sad death In our land, we lay down And suffer again A dark girl'cross our land Is pacing.

Edenbeast My Dying Bride

All are welcome here To the Eden Feast Enter if you will This is Edenbeast Faces stay hidden Behind their dark masks In arms they enter The Great Hall of Sin Eden, calls again For sick minds

Scarborough Fair My Dying Bride

Take the Linton Falls water so white Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme From cold it's bed then up to the sky And then she'll be a true love of mine Ask for angels a chariot to make Parsley, Sage, Rosemary

HAND OF DOOM: VERSION (current best guesses) Danzig

Slip the knife right in Blood is running red Cut the stomach right I start to crawl inside Pull the skin apart Now it's getting hard Start to slip right in Blood is getting thin See the world

Heroin Chic My Dying Bride

Falling flat, falling on my face Up yours you fucking basket case Come on, come on, take a shot Kick me, kicking you, kick the lot Talk to you with a frightening blade Hear me stalk through the

My Stunning Bride Moments In Grace

And then I walked out After writing down The words that you will Wake and read on a new day.

Dear Dead Bride Venturia

bliss All of a sudden your figure appeared And slowly came your words to my ears: “Look at me reach my hand”,you said Your eyes were so black and your face so pale But you were too high in the divine

Barefoot Bride The Badloves

Let your daddy dance See you daddy dance Well I'm so entranced By the barefoot bride As she gave her hand And loved like no other Under the cover Of a cloudless sky And to our love I offer up The pink

Two Winters Only My Dying Bride

What is it you hope for, even though you are dying? And even though life is closing your tiny eyes Why did I leave them all?

The Barghest O' Whitby My Dying Bride

It is the sky that bleeds my name And in it's breath my heart's contained I watched you fleeing from my ruin A scent of blood is your undoing Through oak that groan under the rain Under my feet the world

Turn Loose the Swans My Dying Bride

So little of what we observe, is the girl herself. Elaborate, scented coiffers. Adieu d'amour. Vast is the heirs ballroom. Let the rich give you presents.

Here in the Throat My Dying Bride

I need him To wash me of my sin To take me from this place To heal me of my wounds I need him To clean your mark off me To wipe you from my eyes To strike you from my heart I need him I know

The Bitterness And the Bereavement My Dying Bride

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

Vast Choirs My Dying Bride

Burdens of grief that weigh against me Aid my tired eyes in their search for pitch Your kinds heart now pines For whom the gods love dies young Wrapped and confounded in a thousand fears The sadness

To Remain Tombless My Dying Bride

The weary creak of my bones Exhausted voice, deathly tones Arms of lead, skin drawn tight No long a princely sight Face is gaunt, pale and thin Bent and grey and full of sin Pass to me Wine and song For

The Isis Script My Dying Bride

The final words. All these years. All these fears. Remember them? Ancient words. We'll take it from you when we like. You will suffer for nothing in your own home.

Black God My Dying Bride

Thy every look and every grace so charm whenever I view thee, 'til death overtake me in the chase still will my hopes pursue thee Then when my tedious hours have past, be this my last blessing

A Horse Is Not A Home Miike Snow

Oh god, I think I'm dying and our drinks were just poured. Look outside someone's waiting with a yellow horse. With a hole in the heart I was forced to ride in morning traffic.

Sear Me MCMXCIII My Dying Bride

What danger in such an adorer? We dance and the music dies. We carry them all away, as we glide through their lost eyes. You lift me above myself, with the ghostly lake of your mind.

Erotic Literature My Dying Bride

The fantastic weight of oceans Cathedrals of immense awe The brilliance of erotic literature Enlightment of the whore Marvel at the hanging gardens The liars, faint with greed Sorrow at the wailing

The Dark Caress My Dying Bride

I hide myself away in the dark I can't find my way in this hole This twisted life is so cruel I'm so sick I need to find her soul to save me I remember the King And his Queen I shall never forget

Deeper Down My Dying Bride

An unfortunate journey Through a bleak sea of loneliness I carved through the waves of grief In a black vastness of self doubt I have never felt so alone So pitiful and wretched and low Im tried

Deeper Down (UberDoom Edit) My Dying Bride

An unfortunate journey Through a bleak sea of loneliness I carved through the waves of grief In a black vastness of self doubt I have never felt so alone So pitiful and wretched and low I'm tried

De Sade Soliloquay My Dying Bride

Hang over me the drape Of superfluous Horror Aside Nocturnal trapping Wallow in my Art Crying and dying My sexual ecstacy The crimson stream That flows from you Magnificent, Supine, Red

God Is Alone My Dying Bride

Remove the marks Uphold the race How the king is blind Endowed with joy Irritable speech Break your back to help the wrteched My blood has learned what fear is My skin itching insane My mouth

I'm Dying Spocks Beard

SNOW: As the sun burns my eyes I am pierced to the core Everyday I feel dead Nothing feels like before When my friends come to play I won't answer the door When they come in the night I won't

The Night He Died My Dying Bride

I clasp her dying body to bloody mine The essential nature of her was so fine With torn garments she lays in my arms Womanly graces laid bare No dignity Cast aside like nothing at all Torn was

Unreleased Bitterness My Dying Bride

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

Catherine Blake My Dying Bride

So vile men's torment was truly a pleasure A plain that would change mankind for ever more Catherine Blake slept fitfully in the summer night. In the heat.

The Sexuality of Bereavement My Dying Bride

In soothe I lend a gracious ear Your sobbing, somehow sexual Come to my bosom.

Snow Globe Armor For Sleep

And all of the world was just a show inside my own mind. The dog's on a leash, tied to a pole, shaking above the snow I try to pretend, I try to pretend, everything's just in my head.

I am the Bloody Earth My Dying Bride

Lay down with beasts, and welter in my gore Fill your cups of Christ, I am the bloody earth Bright, riding in heaven. The player in rags White Bat is death?

Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium My Dying Bride

Failing Enochian tapestries Depict the prince of fallen virtues In almost poetic rhapsody Masterbate to the sound of the knell The Patchetic stench of dying children Perhaps our fall is certain

Your River My Dying Bride

In powerful rain, they laid their heads to die. Let your dark, thirsty eyes drink deep the sights of me. It's sad that, in our blindness, we gather thorns for flowers.