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My Dying Bride Black God

the chase still will my hopes pursue thee Then when my tedious hours have past, be this my last lesson given low at thine feet to breathe my last and

and tears I see My God is my want. My God is my want My God is my want. My fucking God is my want There he lay for his God. A final time The silent one

. A creature so undone. Wretched and broken. Cannot find my faith. Any God will do. Nothing said is new. Nothing said is true. Fly away my hope

wash me of my sin To take me from this place To heal me of my wounds I need him To clean your mark off me To wipe you from my eyes To strike you from my

early morning i'll never catch up to you who sleeps so sound my arms are useless my heart beats too loud to go to sleep my mind's too crowded while

Mournful is my glance Bloodred are my tears Love and pride Are vanished with dawn Light are severed threads And entwine me in darkness My soul is dying