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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 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! 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 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 The Whore, The Cook & The Mother My Dying Bride Tell me that I'm a sinner Lay me down again I need a soft flesh bed My lust must be fed Lay your hands on me Lay your perfect hands on me You know exactly what I want So open wide Take me now I'm yours The Whore, the Cook and the Mother My Dying Bride Tell me that I'm a sinner Lay me down again I need a soft flesh bed My lust must be fed Lay your hands on me Lay your perfect hands on me You know exactly what I want So open wide Take me now 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 Thrash of Naked Limbs My Dying Bride 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 Gather Me Up Forever My Dying Bride The pain never stops The race ignore me I sit here twisted, and it hurts me. 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. HANDS ALL OVER soundgarden Hands all over the Eastern border You know what? 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 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. 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 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. 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 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 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