Come from
where you hide

(So I may)

Unchain my

Tempest

None will stop
my tide

(And you will)

Tremble at my

Unrest

Find you
I will

(And take you)

Up into your...

...heaven

Commeth soon
the kill

(For I have taken)

Kings and feeble...

...men

And My Fury Stand Ready

I bring all your plans
to nought

My bleak heart
beats steady

'Tis you whom
I have sought

Feasting myself sick

On your pathetic sins

Wounds for me to lick

The work
of slaughter
begins

In my face
In my face
see your killer

You can wish
me away

In your face
In your face
I still see her

No more shall
you betray

In her face
In her face
(She) saw her killer

Thou shalt
not pray

where you hide

(So I may)

Unchain my

Tempest

None will stop
my tide

(And you will)

Tremble at my

Unrest.
 作词 : My Dying Bride