The  Songless  Bird  -  My  Dying  Bride

  The  very  deepest  of  your  wishes.

    Climb  up  high,  take  my  hand.

    Tread  carefully  through  these  sickening  angels.

    Look  at  your  god.

  Look  at  the  way  he  stands.

    The  uterine  murderess  dies  herself.

    Let  me  show  you  all  my  pain.

    Sardonyx  lays  waste  to  your  eyes  and  leaves  you  blind.

    Gone  is  the  day.

    They  that  did  feed,  delicately.

    Feed  on  me.

    The  call  has  come,  from  bird  and  beast.

    Insect  and  serpent,  and  all  that  lives  in  the  sea.

    And  cities  of  fire,  rip  through  me.

    My  life  a  widower  sad.

    On  your  knees,  smell  your  disease.

    If  i  live  you  will  be  sorry.

    I  have  a  thousand  forms.

    Uninjured  by  your  tongue.

    I＇m  working  to  ensnare  you.

    Couple  your  name  with  cruelty.

    The  mother  of  dying  children.

    My  hatred  is  unnumbered.

    It  rises  in  my  breast.

    We＇ve  lived  with  our  suffering.

    But  now...?