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- SONG: THE SONGLESS BIRD ALBUM: TURN LOOSE THE SWANS
- GROUP: MY DYING BRIDE
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- THE VERY DEEPEST OF YOUR WISHES. CLIMB UP
- HIGH, TAKE MY HAND. TREAD CAREFULLY THROUGH
- THESE SICKENING ANGELS. LOOK AT YOUR GOD.
- LOOK AT THE WAY HE STANDS. THE UTERINE
- MURDERESS DIES HERSELF. LET ME SHOW YOU ALL
- MY PAIN. SARDONYX LAYS WASTE TO YOUR EYES
- AND LEAVES YOU BLIND. GONE IS THE DAY. THEY
- THAT DID FEED, DELICATELY. FEED ON ME. THE CALL
- HAS COME, FROM BIRD AND BEAST. INSECT AND
- SERPENT, AND ALL THAT LIVES IN THE SEA. AND
- CITIES OF FIRE, RIP THROUGH ME. MY LIFE A
- WIDOWER SAD. ON YOUR KNEES, SMELL YOUR
- DISEASE. IF I LIVE YOU WILL BE SORRY. I HAVE A
- THOUSAND FORMS. UNINJURED BY YOUR TONGUE.
- I'M WORKING TO ENSNARE YOU. COUPLE YOUR
- NAME WITH CRUELTY. THE MOTHER OF DYING
- CHILDREN. MY HATRED IS UNNUMBERED. IT RISES IN
- MY BREAST. WE'VE LIVED WITH OUR SUFFERING.
- BUT NOW...?
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