Your name will walk the years of shame Your hands, my face, the look, the taste To gaze how fondly on my beautiful face To fold thee in my great arms
I've been feeling like the old man and the sea, You asked me if I was over it, I'll never be, It's all been torn apart, Forty-one false starts
doing I will make the time Chorus I'm the one I'm the one That is what I've become I'm The One I'm the one Verse Heart and mustard seed Faith is
My eyes are searchin' My hips are workin' My lips are waitin' Take me to love. My skin's pulsatin' My body's shakin' My lips are waitin' Take me to love
well doing I will make time I'm the one I am the one That is what I've become I'm the one I am the one Don't let your good be spoken evil of I'
Your name will walk the years of shame Your hands, my face, the look, the taste To gaze how fondly on thy beautiful face To fold thee in my great arms
Перевод: My Dying Bride. Одна из дочерей Красавицы.
: [Anathema] [Bad Religion cover] When you're one of the few to land on your feet What do you do to make ends meet? Teach Make 'em mad, make 'em sad
[Anathema] [Bad Religion cover] When you're one of the few to land on your feet What do you do to make ends meet? Teach Make 'em mad, make 'em sad,
on top but I aint got nothing better to say I been trying to hide but its written al over my face I really thought you were the one, the only one I guess
by the act of love My bride has gone, my bride has gone I know she was the one My apology my denial, no time to cry My bride has gone, she has gone
I've been working on a piece that speak of sex and desperation. I've been screwing on the tracks of abandoned track stations One, two, three, four
like there's no one there Before she never seemed to care Now she wouldn't dance It's so rock and roll to be alone And they'll meet one day Far
one thing on your mind Oh, been there looking for you Sure you'll be rummagin' through Oh and the shit, shock, horror You've seen your future bride Oh
vows. The youngest one glared with furrowed brow as they tenderly kissed and cut the cake. The bride then tripped and broke the vase, The one you thought
compromising Amounting to a disastrous effect You hear stories of old Of princes bold With riches untold Happy souls Casting it all aside To take some bride
Your eyes are just like black spiders Your hair and dress in ribbons. Babycakes In despair or incoherent. Nothing in between China white, my bride tonight