Текст песни Seven Times She Wept - My Dying Bride
As
I
tore
into
my
woman
The
body
accepted
the
sin.
I
saw
her
dying
there
Just
below
my
wing...
In
dies
all
over
me,
Cascades
of
your
black
hair.
I
knew
the
world′s
end;
I
felt
it,
True
and
rare.
Rise
from
your
slumber,
In
my
arms.
1 In Your Dark Pavilion
2 Of Lilies Bent With Tears
3 Of Sorry Eyes In March
4 That Dress And Summer Skin
5 And Then You Go
6 Seven Times She Wept
7 She Heard My Body Dying
8 The Distance, Busy With Shadows
9 You Are Not the One Who Loves Me
10 Vanite' Triomphante
11 A Hand of Awful Rewards
12 The Music of Flesh
13 The Burning Coast of Regnum Italicum
14 And All Their Joy Was Drowned
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