And My Father Left Forever - My Dying Bride

I would have given more

I tied my children to a dying horse

Stacked up against me

The bodies heaved and stank upon their gore

On the earth lying still

My father found me there

Ashamed and dying bare

I had spent many years

Destroying all around

Took everything I found

With a dying fall his voice left him

It shouldn’t be this way

Do not hope for any other

And he picked up my hand

I would have given more

They brought me misery

And they would not falter

We put down our ratchets

Upon them day and night

With brutal force and might

To dead men and absent

There are no friends left to

To scribe the things we do

When I wake up

I want to see you

Bring me the life

That is within you

I charge myself

Off your body

But in my arms

The darkness deepens

I’ll raise my hand to break you

If I don’t another will

I’ll raise my hand to break you

If I don’t another will

And my father left forever

It shouldn’t be this way

I sang long psalms of bitter verse

But God had turned away

Men are free at the blood of Christ

I wish it was this way

Breathing is faster and breathing is deeper

And falling no longer bothers me

Sinking is deeper, thinking is cleaner

Your love it flows away from me

The pool of Bethesda beckons me closer

Put off that closing evil hour

The Devil, he is very old indeed

We sit with a few stories to tell