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My Dying Bride
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The Prize Of Beauty
Lyricist:Andrew Craighan, Adrian Jackson, Aaron Stainthorpe
I cannot turn Turn my life unto you What must I do
A storm of ebony hair A hail of wickedness Handsome as a God Wild and shameless
Given the prize of beauty Image of wretchedness Divine like no other Kiss the poison breast
Flamed like the sun Lives made undone Words soft as snow Souls claimed and won
An opiate drugged haze Beds of shapeless dust Cries all night Dreams of filthy lust
Lair of hopelessness Mires of sorrow, never fails Our lives are borrowed Hold fast my soul
She waits for me in my dreams Every night misery brings Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Haunts my day, haunts my wake Oh, my Lord can't you feel her grow inside of me
Tearing my mind For once my Lord please help me Believe in you
She claims the day in her name Over you and over me We dare to be, be ourselves Next to her and all her war
She comes our way And takes the day From my hands It is her way
The milk of woman fills up my Branching veins and lonely heart Trembling children, she adores And gives flight to her art
When April sheds Her fitful rain Glory be, we may live again
Truly, my hope will perish within her Truly, as always I cannot forgive her Cruelly she keeps me near to her Forever to this day
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