: Shei masa fum de ma Walk without limbs Shei masa fum de ma Walk through my soul
: Under a serene sky Earth covers your gentle form in verdant fields Soul is reft from bodies To my head I raise A wreath of white flowers And cry "Unhappiness
: Jesus lies dying in my bed Companions since birth... in this stagnant dingy haunt he never really lived. Last night I beat him as he would not leave
: [in a different language]
tears burden your aching soul I held hope's hand But let her forsake me May I be faithful to hold onto yours To my god of darkness my sombre romantic
: Wearing robes of solemnity My senses stand erect This moment I am solitary As you watch me, eyeless Observe a brutal face I need silence, I need to
: [bonus track] Whispers to me, my depression With a hint of murder Watch them, the angels are forlorn Watch them, they share my soul I hide my face
: [bonus track] Walk my dismal path pursue my much walked ways two hells i've found two deaths i'll die mere fools choose to stay shut out the sky
: [bonus track] Silence, my child And bear your gifts of love Feed me, feed me Your drops of angel's blood When will my body live? When will my body
: I shivered in the warmth of their god Yet this mansion is haunted by romance His servants heal my scars Anointing me with oil I am naked and silk on
: As tears again bedew my cheek To your knees I cling Oh merciful one Show me your glory Was I not bruised? Have you not healed? They dance to silence
: [bonus track] You shared flesh with me danced with me in the ancient circle of birth life and death but You live again while autumn leaves fall in
: [bonus track] A restless shadow of a fiddler's elbow plays a tune to staggering feet the burden of his songs the looking glass scorns at this disfigured
As tears again bedew my cheek To your knees I cling Oh merciful one Show me your glory Was I not bruised? Have you not healed? They dance to silence
Under a serene sky Earth covers your gentle form in verdant fields Soul is reft from bodies To my head I raise A wreath of white flowers And cry "Unhappiness
I shivered in the warmth of their god Yet this mansion is haunted by romance His servants heal my scars Anointing me with oil I am naked and silk on
My tears burden your aching soul I held hope's hand But let her forsake me May I be faithful to hold onto yours To my god of darkness my sombre romantic
Jesus lies dying in my bed Companions since birth... in this stagnant dingy haunt he never really lived. Last night I beat him as he would not leave