Текст песни MY DYING BRIDE - Here In The Throat
MY DYING BRIDE - Here In The Throat слова песни
Текст песни MY DYING BRIDE - Here In The Throat
(6:21)I need himTo wash me of my sinTo take me from this placeTo heal me of my woundsI need himTo clean your mark off me( )To wipe you from my eyesTo strike you from my heartI need himI know, not what, I do or sayBut I, do what, I say and believeYou need himTo take you from this placeTo heal you from your woundsYou need himTo clean my mark off youTo wipe me from your eyesTo strike me from your heartYou need himYou are, nothing to me, anymoreI hope, I mean, nothing to youI want a place to hide, somewhere far from your sideThere is no stopping you, there's nothing you won't doYou're killing for your God, the stench that youhave trodThe world is black to you, until you slay me tooI'm wasted under you, I meant nothing at allThank God I wasted you, no longer will I fallI will live again