Song | Your River |
Artist | My Dying Bride |
Album | The Angel & The Dark River |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : My Dying Bride | |
Your bloodied is what | |
I cling to. | |
In powerful rain, they laid down 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. | |
Your river holds a feast of danger. | |
The suffering you have had to bear. | |
I'd die for that moment one more time. | |
The loved one falls below your ideals. | |
Pleasure too safely enjoyed lacks zest. | |
The brave lick their sickening lips. | |
Rigid, handsome and a poet. | |
A king in his passionate castle. | |
Where now? | |
Feed me!Hold me! | |
Save me!Save yourself! | |
Where now? | |
Which way? | |
Dear God, show me, take your own. | |
Struggle free! | |
Arise!You're runed! | |
Stand down! | |
Your kin, piled thick around you. | |
Save yourself! |
zuo ci : My Dying Bride | |
Your bloodied is what | |
I cling to. | |
In powerful rain, they laid down 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. | |
Your river holds a feast of danger. | |
The suffering you have had to bear. | |
I' d die for that moment one more time. | |
The loved one falls below your ideals. | |
Pleasure too safely enjoyed lacks zest. | |
The brave lick their sickening lips. | |
Rigid, handsome and a poet. | |
A king in his passionate castle. | |
Where now? | |
Feed me! Hold me! | |
Save me! Save yourself! | |
Where now? | |
Which way? | |
Dear God, show me, take your own. | |
Struggle free! | |
Arise! You' re runed! | |
Stand down! | |
Your kin, piled thick around you. | |
Save yourself! |
zuò cí : My Dying Bride | |
Your bloodied is what | |
I cling to. | |
In powerful rain, they laid down 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. | |
Your river holds a feast of danger. | |
The suffering you have had to bear. | |
I' d die for that moment one more time. | |
The loved one falls below your ideals. | |
Pleasure too safely enjoyed lacks zest. | |
The brave lick their sickening lips. | |
Rigid, handsome and a poet. | |
A king in his passionate castle. | |
Where now? | |
Feed me! Hold me! | |
Save me! Save yourself! | |
Where now? | |
Which way? | |
Dear God, show me, take your own. | |
Struggle free! | |
Arise! You' re runed! | |
Stand down! | |
Your kin, piled thick around you. | |
Save yourself! |