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My Dying Bride

Macabre Cabaret

 

Macabre Cabaret

(albüm: Macabre Cabaret - 2020)


Gold blood drawn from my chest
A gift from my cold breast

From the house of ashes I
Took my leave to be here now

With black wings high
Ashes spread wide

I fed on shadows from your
Broken heart and your dry well
I became a beast lost in
Legends of your old soul

My soft white hands felt
The pulse of her neck
Her soul flows out like a river
Ashes spread wide

Her sweet music crying softly
Into the night from a lonely soul
How do I earn such love as hers?
I am deprived of her gentle throne

I am tall with wreaths of triumph
I ate away all her modesty
I bind her here one thousand times
And wait beastly until her life chimes

With black wings I raise her up to my lips
Her body and mine fulfil the eclipse

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