paroles de chanson Black God - My Dying Bride
Thy
every
look
and
every
grace
So
charm
whenever
I
view
thee,
′Til
death
overtake
me
in
the
chase
Still
will
my
hopes
pursue
thee
Then
when
my
tedious
hours
have
past,
Be
this
my
last
lesson
given
Low
at
thine
feet
to
breathe
my
last
And
die
in
sight
of
heaven.
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