My Dying Bride - The Voice Of The Wretched

Your River (live) - Live

Your bloodied body is what I cling to
In powerful rain, they laid down their heads to die
Let your dark, thirsty eyes drink deep the sights of me
It's sad that in our blindness, we gather thorns for flowers

Your river holds a feast of danger
The suffering you have had to bear
I'd die for that moment, one more time
The loved one falls below your ideals

Pleasure too safely enjoyed, lacks zest
The brave lick their sickening lips
Rigid, handsome and a poet
A king in his passionate castle

Where now? Which way?
Dear God, show me
Where now? Feed me, hold me
Save me

Struggle free, arise
You're ruined, stand down
Your kin piled thick around you
Save yourself

Thank you

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