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As tears again bedew my cheek
To your knees I cling
Oh merciful one
Show me your glory.

Was I not bruised?
Have you not healed?
They dance to silence

Under a serene sky, Earth covers your gentle form In verdant fields Soul is reft of body. To my head, I raise a wreath of white flowers and cry "Unhappiness." My mournful valediction I drink deep into your soul...

Killed with hate, You died with love...

The cry of my heart, the cry of my soul

Dreamless sleeper, your face the grave will change, your blood poured like your saviours I drink the midnight hymn.

My God be upheld in our distress
My cries fill the air, my cries fill the air
The fangs of suffering tear my bosom
And refuse to release their hold
When will my sorrow begin to pale?
When will my sorrow begin to pale?
Lux aeterna luceat eis Domine
My God be upheld in our distress

As tears again bedew my cheek
to your knees I cling.
Oh merciful one
Show me your glory.

Was I not bruised?
Have you not healed?
They dance to silence

Curdled milk in wine
The lingering taste of yesterday
My color has grown pale
Your face I see no more
A pointed finger accuses me
So dead, so numb, so cold
With every illicit embrace
A splintered soul is cast aside

Kiss the image in a stranger's casket
What has become of the splendor?
Twelve strokes have fallen
And the faintly heard breath
That argued my beauty

A ruined soul bewailing
Where the angels allow their wings bewilted

Beloved

How many times will I look at you?
Allured by the scent of your death
And the savage priests, to a suffering soul
Exult in a strangled song

I am soothed from anger into sorrow

Mmmmm…..mmmmm

Nice day for a black wedding
signed and sealed with the blood of the soul
the Black Corsage
this cursed place
the coming of age
the Black Corsage

I will wander
I will gather my flowers
Withered and how soon forgotten
Sing with passion
Sing with vehemence
A grief too sad for song
I pick the gravel from my eyes
I need no words

Misery calls
My blood has died
And marked my eyes with stains perpetual
Blood has died
Lifeless life cradles dust
Trembling, quantus tremos est futurus
Fading, judgement is at hand
Darkness

Dies illa, dies irae
Dies illa, dies irae
The hour is at...
Loss and grief in chorus
chime forth their canticles
Loss and grief
Dies illa, dies irae
The hour is at hand

I shivered
in the warmth of their god
Yet this mansion
is haunted by romance
His servants heal my scars
Anointing me with oil
I am naked and silk on this eve
His body will cradle his bride's

O misery you live
I have been struck and am suffering
O misery you live
You take bread from hands
That hold so little
And show treason to a faithful heart
There is no healing balm of reason
O wretchedness, O misery

I lie with blackened chest
Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes
Resplendent in winter?s ash
My God be upheld in our distress
My cries fill the air
Domine libera manes defunctorum
Winter envelopes
I lie with blackened chest

The hour of judgement is at hand
The hour of judgement is...
Lord be upheld in our distress
The hour of judgement is...
All fall silent, all fall
Lacrimosa, dies illa
Lacrimosa, dies illa
All fall silent, the hour is at hand

Девственная Темнота - Поцелуй Плача

Ребенок родился в тишине
И роза зимы одевает себя
С голосом того, кто плачет.
Я проклинаю эту память
Вы держали руку надежды
С венком славы

A restless shadow of a fiddler's elbow
Plays a tune to staggering feet
The burden of his songs, the looking glass scorns
At this disfigured, odious face

Indeed alone, hugging my breast
The sun I neglect, in darkness I roam
Offerings of flowers on a barren grave

Museum of Iscariot

Jesus lies dying in my bed
Companions since birth
In this stagnant dingy haunt
He has never really live.
Last night I beat him,
As he would not leave

Wearing robes of solemnity
My senses stand erect
This moment I am solitary
As you watch me, eyeless
Observe a brutal face
I need silence, I need to be alone
Look at me
My bony fingers wrapped in rags

We fell in love, with dust in our lids
And the pain of a severed soul
We lowered our heads and lifted our face
Placed our bodies in celebration
On the lips of a mutilated man
I carry the bones of a deformed child
And my own polluted breath
I speak the old man's words

And I looked to the air
But the breeze was not cold
I sought for your hand
To hold unto me
I lay awakened
The dew on my brow
Come take my life
God, I'm dying

The hour of parting is at hand
Sorrow ever awaits on joy
And has rendered me to (pieces)
Drink me deep
O death devour
Cover me with darkness
And paint me like death
I drown in remembrance

Sorrow ever awaits on joy
And has rendered me to pieces
You who must stoop to view the skies
Stoop amongst the dying
Libera eos Domine
Stoop to slake this thirst
My sorrow can no more lament
There is no arm to cling to

Breathe
A faceless one roams for my soul
The air is dense behind me
It follows, brooding, a presence that clamours for
And strikes at my soul
Shadows slant, the darkness clings and coiled
Hiding in corners it conjures none but fear
Yet my muted children testify, the everlasting

Walk my dismal path
Pursue my much walked ways
Two Hells I've found,
Two deaths I'll die
Mere fools choose to stay

Shut out the sky
In this darkened room

A thousand tears, a thousand eyes
My friends and I, we cry
Religion has raped us
Forever we rehearse the song
That strips our throats to blood
We bare our souls in transparency
But our velvet tongues will never please their ears
But are you holding on?