Song | The Bitterness & The Bereavement |
Artist | My Dying Bride |
Album | Anti-Diluvian Chronicles |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : 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 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... |
zuo ci : 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 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... |
zuò cí : 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 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... |