| 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... |