Thy Raven Wings - My Dying Bride

In fiery flight we would leave this hall

The Holly 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

Crowneed 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 her for

Eden fall.

Mercy for life

I here there calls

Stood and watched them die

Heaven burn on hight

Beauty falls.

Beg unto me why?

Fold thy raven wings

'Tis our durty, darkness brings

If this day be our last

Our victims await

For they are vast

In fiery death we will crawl away

Countent we live for each and every day

Black and burned with a strench of decay