The whore,the cook and the mother



Tell me that I'm a sinner
Lay me down again
I need a soft flesh bed
My lust must be fed
Lay your hands on me
Lay your perfect hands on me
You know exactly what I want
So open wide
Take me now I'm yours
Lay me down again
Your heat rips through me
Your hands rip my skin
Deep inside your love
You're screaming for me again
My seed is passed to you
We are now one
To you. I'll only give it to you
(But only if you're there)
Only you. There's no-one else for me
(Until something better comes)
Be mine. Be mine forever more
(Until I'm fucking sick of you

My Dying Bride - Your Shameful Heaven Lyrics


  You, who stand there now
  I will not tell you not to cry
  Without fail my purpose
  Will be fulfilled
  I can crown you a God
  And I'll suffer for your sins
  Bound so tightly, pain is everything
  Far from kindness. I am your king
  Believe you're in Hell, but your's is Heaven
  Cry to die. You'll love me forever
   
   On a pale, teary cheek
  Tears cascade to your feet
  Whipped to the floor once again
  Laughing and lashing you away
  Burning pain scars through your skin
  But it's 'more' you cry, for you are a sinner
  We suffer in love, but you love to suffer
  Your misery is your majesty
  Though your skin may burn and your wounds, bleed
  The only real ache is between your legs
  You've learned well, through your Hell
  Your pain was nothing. You longed for more.
  Your shameful Heaven is full of devils
  Just like me. Just for you

My Dying Bride - Your River Lyrics


 
  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!

My Dying Bride - Vast Choirs Lyrics


  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

My Dying Bride - Under Your Wings And Into Your Arms Lyrics


  I need to see a sign
  Will you take me away?
  They come. They go. Will you stay here?
  I need to see a sign
  You need me
  Who wants more?
  I need him
  Find my way
  Be there now
  Feel them
  Be my call
  You sing the songs
  Of one hundred nights
  Bring them to me
  Because I know I'm right and I will
  Take them all away
  Never to be seen again
  I'll take them to the sea
  Leave it all to me because I'm
  Feverish, develish and irrelevant
  You need me
  I want you
  I need, I need, I need
  Are you there with me
  Be there now
  Feel me now
  All my world

My Dying Bride - Two Winters Only Lyrics


 
  What is it you hope for, even though you are dying?
  And even though life is closing your tiny eyes
  Why did I leave them all?
  I should be with them to die in the same place
  The pain I think, should go on forever. For always
  But no. Not mine. Not now. My life now begins
 
  Call me what you will, but I'll die for no man, at all
  My limbs and the life that spreads from them
  Cross my path and you'll suffer like no man before, at all
  What I hunger for, is the trial of God
 
  For just two winters only did we live for
  My God. What have you become? Dear, dear lord
 
  We could have changed the world, had you been here with me.
  Right now
  Held you in my arms. In my arms, my love
  Jesus wept so man could live forever on earth. In peace
  But my tears. They fall for you. Only you

My Dying Bride - Turn Loose the Swans Lyrics


  So little of what we observe, is the girl
  herself. Elaborate, scented coiffers. Adieu
  d'amour. Vast is the heirs ballroom. Let the
  rich give you presents. Heaven pours from
  her throat, as she sings and as she dances.
  The fumes of rich swine, honeyglazed and
  dripping, playing in the air. My mouth eager
  and wishing. But I return to this
  nightingale. Her hair all fiery red. Deep it is
  and wild. my weakness will be fed. Boys
  whipped on the alter of diana, sometimes
  until they died. The cunning wily
  merchant, and his four crippled horses. Tales
  told in warlike manner. The storyteller by
  the fire . While musing deeply on this sight,
  the songster stirred my desire. You are
  sweet and fine to listen to. Long tresses
  about her neck. Yet much is false. This
  mighty evening, I've seen no face. This is
  crushing me. My quill it aches. Turn loose
  the swans that drew my poets craft. I'll
  dwell in desolate cities. You burned my
  wings. I leave this ode, splendid victorious
  through the carnage. I wanted to touch
  them all. I wanted to touch them all.

My Dying Bride - Transcending (Into The Exquisite) Lyrics


  If I live you will be sorry
  I have a thousand forms
  If I live you will be sorry
  Uninjured by your tongue
 
  If I live you will be sorry
  I have a thousand forms
  If I live you will be sorry
  Uninjured by your tongue
 
  We've lived with our suffering
  But now...?
 
  If I live you will be sorry
  I have a thousand forms
  If I live you will be sorry
  I'm working to ensnare you
 
  My desire
  Turn loose the swans
 
  If I live you will be sorry
  I have a thousand forms
  If I live you will be sorry
  I'm working to ensnare you

My Dying Bride - The Thrash of Naked Limbs Lyrics


 
  Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it
  This passion play
  Smothered in effort, The thrash of naked limbs
  Glistening skin
  Close your eyes, the whispered sighs
  Frightening lust
  Sweet was her breath, tasted by mine
  Words are more effective when concealed
  Through the halflight on her body
  My fearful hands tremble their way
  Take me, anywhere that you like
  Hold me, deep within. Do what you like
  Take me, anywhere. Warm the night
  Take me, take me, take me
  With the lights low, and you naked on the warm floor
  Me besides you, softly kissing, caressing
  Make love to her while she's crying
  I could die now, and die happy

My Dying Bride - The Stance of Evander Sinoue Lyrics


 
  He was a poor man, though he was genius
  Would they listen to this crazy man
  Would they help him to his end
  He was a tall man, pale skin and broken back
  And no-one knew him, though he was genius
  They feared him, locked him away
  And in silence would he pray
 
  He lived alone, though many voices spoke
  He found peace, in his own little world
  So they beat him, to his end
  He lays forgotten
  Dead skin and broken neck
  And no-one knew him
  Though he was genius
 
  Who was he, that crazy man
  Just a loser, to the end