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Konu: My Dying Bride

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    Thumbs up My Dying Bride

    Sear Me

    Incendere suus
    Damnare suus vita
    Dare suus ad art ventus

    Capare suus
    Et facere suus
    Ferire suus persicum cutis

    Nudus turpis
    Putridus findere

    Acerbus crudus
    Raptus contemptio

    Mordax atterere

    Inficere bilis
    Nam tuus scelus

    Amabilis
    Tu licet perire

    Ad ante tu
    Habere aequus sic
    Dolor nil finis

    Ego liberare art ultimus
    inuria.

    [English translation]

    Set her on fire
    Reject her life
    Give her to the art of adversity

    Take her
    And make her
    Kill her piercing the skin

    Naked deformed
    Rotten split

    Unmature raw
    Raped contempt

    Mordant trample

    Poison gall
    For your crime

    Amiable
    You let her die

    Before you
    [...]
    Pain never ends

    I free the ultimate art of
    of injustice


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    The Forever People

    Read to me
    Make your words as pictures
    Reveal to me
    The forever people

    Names become more
    More than words
    In foreign tongue
    Universal doctrine

    Remember each one
    Named even this day
    We'll never forget
    Like it or not

    Their beloved is theirs
    And they are his
    Praise the Lord?
    Hail the King?

    This to me
    A figure of tragedy
    They are trivial
    They are forgettable
    A sombre tale
    Of mankinds hope
    Show me its truth
    And with joy
    I will follow


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    The Bitterness And The Bereavement

    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 is 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...


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    Vast Choirs

    Burdens of grief that weigh against me
    Aid my tired eyes in their search for pitch
    Your kinds heart now pines
    For whom the gods love dies young
    Wrapped and confounded in a thousand fears
    The sadness I present smiles with tears
    Where once I'd loved now lied forlorn beauty
    And wars abhorred by mothers

    No man lives so poor as he was born
    We don't remember pure sensations
    Gaze peacefully into the past
    I am dust and to dust I shall return
    Belial Mephisto both shall burn me up
    Devour my sad whimperings
    The cutting whip is mine to feel
    No symphony in mind to colour my dreams

    Poena damni
    Sorrow everywhere
    Please pray for me
    When deep sleep falls on men
    Father hold me
    I am yours to bear
    Ad te

    In the play which he has written for the world
    Night is the mother of sleep
    Old age is a malady of which one dies
    Augury of a better age
    Sages as far as the beard
    Their wounds smelled so sweetly
    Temptation the father of my lust
    Chalcedony shines like the new born

    Stricken I'd raise my dripping limbs
    Splendid was the innocentcs fall
    Laugh to scorn would our foe
    Amid wars laws are silent
    Drop by drop in sleep upon the heart
    Falls the labrious memory of pain
    In the rich upheavel of vast choirs
    Death shall flee from me

    Misericordium et judicium
    Adhoest pavimento
    AD te levavi ocolus meos
    Verba mea auribus


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    The Return Of The Beautiful

    [The Silence]

    Oh beautiful earth
    For too long you have been silent
    Touch me once again
    The dark ground lies cold
    Et gelidus hoc voluntas firma-
    mentum

    Hark
    Yes it is I
    The fever of mankind
    Urges whorish as ever
    I am the new Christ
    Silence yourself
    Nunquam
    You are powerless here
    Pityful one
    Pity me not
    Give back the sun
    Souls will mourn
    In this unending season of darkness
    Beware ravaged one
    Mine is the might

    If you're feeble turn away
    No dagger glints in my hand
    Technique is secret
    Liar
    She have herself to me

    [The Sadness]

    Please leave
    I think I'll close my eyes now
    The first sunshine was mine
    Look for me among the flowers
    Sleeping with the earth
    My Dying Bride
    The pity I fashion
    Through a rain of tears

    A tragic opus
    Immeasurable loss
    Tearful I rest
    Bask in my growing sorrow

    [The Lust]

    The females is such exquisite hell
    Lay my obscure hands upon you
    Macabre erotica passion
    Even in death beauty is with you

    I extol you with loud praise
    You will grace my procession
    Why shouldn't I indulge
    In my own desires?

    Bare your breasts to slow kisses

    [The Battle]

    Away bastard dog
    Nunquam
    Down from your throne
    Nunquam
    A dagger glints in my hand
    Am I afraid?
    You'll perish alone
    Ha

    Pray to me
    Blasphemy
    Cry on me
    Die on me
    Let me out
    Let me out
    Let me out
    Let me out

    Suffer in your nakedness
    Before your dark art
    The filth and the stench of you I cry for you
    Is hell in itself

    Your reign is over now
    The sunlight will return
    To this once pertified earth
    Ego deicere tu pereant

    [The Return]

    Make me faint with with unending kisses
    My passions have all returned
    Warm my trembling hands
    We're scope for the tragedians

    I can see from your smile
    You're not here for the sunset


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    Erotic Literature

    The fantastic weight of oceans
    Cathedrals of immense awe
    The brilliance of erotic literature
    Enlightment of the whore
    Marvel at the hanging gardens
    The liars faint with greed
    Sorrow at the wailing wall
    The mindless of their knees

    Lord my flesh is tired
    Almighty soothsayer
    Lead me by the mind
    Through halls so...
    The truth of the Lord endureth forever
    Marvellous in our eyes
    I cannot die

    There is none to comfort me
    Mine enemies have heard my trouble
    Leave me in my misery
    Enjoy the darkness

    The fantastic weight of oceans
    Cathedrals of immense awe
    The brilliance of erotic literature
    Enlightment of the whore
    Marvel at the hanging gardens
    The liars faint with greed
    Sorrow at the wailing wall
    The mindless of their knees


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    Sear Me MCMXCIII

    Pour yourself into me our time approaches so near that I sigh.
    What danger in such an adorer? We dance and the music dies.
    We carry them all away as we glide through their lost eyes.
    You lift me above myself with the ghostly lake of your mind.
    Arise from your slumber in my arms. Your beauty took the strength from me.
    In the meadows of heaven we run through the stars.
    Romantic in our tastes. We are without excuse. We burn in our lust.
    We die in our eyes and drown in our arms.


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    Your River

    Your bloodied body is what I cling to. In
    powerful rain they laid 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 Ruined! Stand down! Your kin piled
    thick around you. Save yourself!


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    The Songless Bird

    The very deepest of your wishes. Climb up
    high take my hand. Tread carefully through
    these sickening angels. Look at your god.
    look at the way he stands. The uterine
    murderess dies herself. Let me show you all
    my pain. Sardonyx lays waste to your eyes
    and leaves you blind. Gone is the day. They
    that did feed delicately. Feed on me. The call
    has come from bird and beast. Insect and
    serpent and all that lives in the sea. And
    cities of fire rip through me. My life a
    widower sad. On your knees smell your
    disease. If i live you will be sorry. I have a
    thousand forms. Uninjured by your tongue.
    I'm working to ensnare you. Couple your
    name with cruelty. The mother of dying
    children. My hatred is unnumbered. It rises in
    my breast. We've lived with our suffering.
    But now...?


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    The Snow In My Hand

    I've seen them. so dark. Black. And yet fine.
    The flower they carry had once been mine.
    Get away from me man of stories. Robe of lies.
    Stay far from me. I lie to myself (it's not
    hurting). I need help but not from you or
    your father. No! Jesus Christ. Who's my
    saviour? Lose myself in gods death. No! I can't
    bear all this pain. I had watched the snow
    all day. Falling. It never lets up. All day
    falling. I lifted my voice and wept out loud
    "So this is life?".


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