The Songless Bird (Live in Krakow)

The very deepest of your wishes
Climb up high, take my hand
Tread carefully, sickening angels
Look at your god, the way he stands

The uterine murderess dies herself
Let me show you all my pain
Sardonyx lays waste to your eyes
Leaves you blind, gone is the day

Set me free, feed on me
The call has come, from bird and beast
Insect and serpent, and all that lives in the sea
Cities of fire rip through me
My life, a widower sad
On my 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
Look who we are

Good evening Krakow
We are My Dying Bride



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Stainthorpe, Andrew David Craighan, Martin Powell, Adrian Richard Winfield Jackson, Richard Dominic Miah, Calvin Webster Robertshaw
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