A Cold New Curse (Feel The Misery 2015)

Текст песни My Dying Bride - A Cold New Curse (Feel The Misery 2015)

My beauty and by fear
Along with hunger's tears
By the last of the day's heat
The broken women weep
So take my dying soul
It never felt so old
I thank my enemy
For having thought of me

Desires on the shadow of God
Who becomes the last to fall?
Hate, in the soul of them all
Do we live, awakened, hoping?
Raise your eyes to him, for him
Here it comes, closer, closer
At every hour death seems closer
Long shadows surround me, call me
I feel its hand upon me
I smell its death upon me
And its midnight conquers me
And now – it is me!
Carry the old words home and lay them into stone
As hard as the earth, we leave a cold new curse
Unknown words lying under my speech dying
Where the altar should have been, can no longer be seen
I’d seen bastions fall, and I pity your war
I seize your thorn and
I am known to all whores
I danced in a dream
I did not make a sound
I have seen what I cannot receive
Whispering my given name
Unfurls the fingers of flame
Nameless sons and daughters of sin
Step forward when you hear the bells ring