Thy Raven WingsMy Dying Bride
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In fiery flight we would leave
This hall
The Holy house, House of God
Will fall
To death they go with music
And song
But our dread simply must
Go on
I feel our need to feed goes on
For our greed, watch them bleeding on
This hour's ours, with open arms
Go on
Crowned with thorns and pain
Was he
Raised our hands and slew him
Utterly
Crimson waves of the tears
Of war
This is what we were put
Here for
Eden falls
Mercy for life
I hear their calls
Stood and watched them die
Heaven crawls
Wings burn on high
Beauty falls
Beg unto me, why?
Fold thy raven, raven wings
'Tis our duty, darkness brings
If this day be our last
Our victims await, for they are vast
In fiery death we will crawl away
Content we live for each and every day
Black and burned with the stench of decay
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