The Return Of The Beautiful - My Dying Bride

Oh beautiful earth

For too long you have been silent

Touch me once again

The dark ground lies cold

Hark

Yes it is I

Et gelidus hoc voluntas firmamentum

The fever of mankind

Urges whorish as ever

I am the new Christ

Silence yourself

Nunquam

You are powerless here

Pityful one

Pity me not

Give back the sun

Souls will mourn

In this unending season of darkness

Beware, ravaged one

Mine is the might

If you’re feeble, turn away

No dagger glints in my hand

Technique is secret

Liar

She have herself to me