Текст песни Celtic Frost - The Name Of My Bride
Celtic Frost - The Name Of My Bride слова песни
Burning in a hell made of my ownLooking for the you I once knewYour love is hanging over meLike a big black cloud of miseryOh mother I beg of you to set me freeNow, like the tempting snake of oldShe has seduced my very soulShe took my rib she stole my heartAnd hid it in her bosom`s warmthOh mother hallowed be thy nameFor u give birth to us in painMaybe I`m Adam with a paradise lostOr maybe I`m Abel, maybe I`m notBut as sure as hell I know that I`ll be chainWasting love and my life againOh woman of sorrow, you guide me oninto caverns, where I do not belongOut of your womb, onto the earthOh mother of my life, please give me birthOh mother of pain, please let me goFor you must reap what you have sownOh mother, my mother yes I knowThe name of my bride is sorrow