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By My Dying Bride, Pour yourself into me, our time approaches so near, that
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By My Dying Bride, See the light and feel my warm desire,run through your
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By My Dying Bride, The very deepest of your wishes.Climb up high, take my
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By My Dying Bride, So little of what we observe, is the girl herself.Elaborate,
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By My Dying Bride, A serpent, it came to me
Right before my eyes
I looked
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By My Dying Bride, If my child should die before me
the sweetness of youth,
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By My Dying Bride, See the light and feel my warm desireRun through my
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By My Dying Bride, Hang over me the drape
Of superfluous Horror
Aside Nocturnal trapping
Wallow in
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By My Dying Bride, Hang over me the drapeOf superfluous HorrorAside Nocturnal trappingWallow in
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By My Dying Bride, An unfortunate journey
Through a bleak sea of loneliness
I carved through
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By My Dying Bride, Looking across the way, she yells out loud
got no time
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By My Dying Bride, Falling, drowning, deeper and forever
Choking, sinking, deeper into this ocean
Screaming,
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By My Dying Bride, Lover, put a knife in my hand
Lay down right there,
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By My Dying Bride, The honey of romance, so sweet for us
Through swaying grass
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By My Dying Bride, Before I go down
Cleave to me
Kiss and drown
Weave your web
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By My Dying Bride, Denial of our shadow side
Will often cause it to rise
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By My Dying Bride, Your name will walk the years of shame
Your hands, my
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By My Dying Bride, Can't anybody see? you've got a war to fight
never found
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By My Dying Bride, [Instrumental]
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By My Dying Bride, Some velvet morning when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your
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By My Dying Bride, The destroying genius of idols
Will shroud the world with utter
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By My Dying Bride, The terror of being
Left alone
Never leaves me
Unspeakables woes
Gather me
Up forever
To
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By My Dying Bride, I've seen them. So dark. Black. And yet fine.The flower
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By My Dying Bride, He was a poor man, though he was geniusWould they
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By My Dying Bride, He was a poor man, though he was genius
Would they
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By My Dying Bride, The Stories
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By My Dying Bride, Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it
This passion play
Smothered
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By My Dying Bride, In fiery flight we would leave this hall
The Holy House,
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By My Dying Bride, The weary creak of my bones
Exhausted voice and deathly tones
Arms
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By My Dying Bride, If I live you will be sorryI have a thousand
