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From Darkest Skies My Dying Bride Take your own Sick with fever And cry out loud to God Your sorry own Will be piled upon me That I can't see My God I've cried for earth More than once But rivers still run With reddest tears Darkest Realm Venom Millions of watts In music hell Screaming legions Black metal Give it up with All you've got Here we come Ready or not Deafening volume In power and black Light up skies in An aural attack The darkest 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 Bring Me Victory My Dying Bride Is there anything left Left of me to save My life is like a carnival My body a sunken grave It's what I have to do To distance me from you Lays a suffering inside And my veins are showing through A man The Isis Script My Dying Bride We'll take it from you when we like. You will suffer for nothing in your own home. Will you hlep me fight them off? They are killing me. Help me with my broken heart. The endless dark. The Barghest O' Whitby My Dying Bride 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 arcane In suffering I was The Fever Sea My Dying Bride 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 fear of life swallows me. The Snow in My Hands My Dying Bride 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! Jesus Christ. Who's my saviour? The Snow In My Hand My Dying Bride 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! Jesus Christ. Who's my saviour? 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 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 My Stunning Bride Moments In Grace I know you're suffering I know you're suffering I know you're… You have saved a moment, In a vault, Keep it from the sadness, That I’ve brought, When I am gone. Sear Me MCMXCIII My Dying Bride Arise from your slumber in my arms. Your beauty took the strength from me. In the meadows of heaven, we run through the stars. Romantic in our tastes. We are without excuse. We burn in our lust. 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. 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 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 The Darkest Nights As I Lay Dying For so long I have felt alone Content to live with unrest Longing faded into countless nights That buried my weary heart But you brought an end To this dead hour And meaning to a calloused life Held in Hold Back The Day DevilDriver to fly Hold back the day Miles to go and skies to fly it's darkest before the dawn miles to go and skies to fly Hold back the day Miles to go and skies to fly it's darkest before the dawn claw hard from Catherine Blake My Dying Bride Women swept awat all infancy from their wombs. And still the Lord God remained silent, no utterance, no movement, no tears. The earth became red. The cutting machines of man. Twilight of fairy tales Secret sphere Carefully warmin' on my shoulders, you make me shine, in a black embrace PRE CHORUS: Don't live me now or I'll just remain in a world without hope, Sharin' at darkest sky askin' -why shoud I stay The Return Of The Beautiful My Dying Bride 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 Look for me among the flowers Sleeping with the earth My Dying 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? Der Uberlebende My Dying Bride I'm alive and I'm bleeding for everyone pull me from this mire hold me till I'm home I believe in all of me so I'll always live on I have seen them I have watched them all fall I have been them The Songless Bird My Dying Bride 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. Let me show you all my pain. Black Voyage My Dying Bride Angel of mercy, carry me away Those black dogs tear at me They hunger for the life of me So lie beside me, neath the earth Lost forever from the earth Descending downwards. Grace Unhearing My Dying Bride Falling, drowning, deeper and forever Choking, sinking, deeper into this ocean Screaming, crying for someone to save me Reaching, hoping, calling to no-one My only sin Was to kill a man Deep Turn Loose the Swans My Dying Bride Heaven pours from her throat, as she sings and as she dances. The fumes of rich swine, honeyglazed and dripping, playing in the air. My mouth eager and wishing. But I return to this nightingale. A Cruel Taste Of Winter My Dying Bride I'll catch you if you fall My arms run deep. Your Shameful Heaven My Dying Bride You, who stand there now I will not tell you not to cry Without fail my purpose Will be fulfilled I can crown you a God And I'll suffer for your sins Bound so tightly, pain is everything Far from 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