My Dying Bride - Tired of Tears

A ghost crawls from the great mouth-piece of Orion
Its heart darkened by its own shadow
A cold angel drawn down from Heaven
Its lonely cry comes shivering through the dark
As beasts roar at the great biting flames
Blessed are the chains that bind him to the darkness
And cursed are the blades that leave him lame

On my throne in which you sit
Lies a kiss from your god
Long have I waited for this
Rise up and face your god
Listen, what do you hear?
Do you hear?
Listen to my voice inside your heart
Listen to my voice inside your heart
Face your God
Your God
Face your God
Face your God

Your God

On the lap of the world I lay my head
Pick my way carefully through our long past
Hold my hand, young one
Hold my hand

Listen to my voice
Hold my hand
Face your God
Your God

Beast broken by time
Captive voice, streams lie
Dangerous world in Heavens fire
Earthly child brings sickened sight

Beast broken by time
Captive voice, streams lie
Solar light blessed noble night
Deadly gifts bring sickened sight

Blessed with sixth second sight
Blessed with sixth second sight

Black solar light
Waist deep in sky
In heavens fire
Blessed earthly child
Brings sick, brings sickened sight
Blessed with sixth second sight
Black solar light
Waist deep in sky
In heavens fire
Waist deep in heavens fire

Fire claws the old earth and takes the sea
Seas give their treasure, breathing freely
All mankind will breathe their last
Down on our knees
Down on our knees

Shrouded in cold ropes and cutting nails
Nailed to the old oak in rain and hail
All mankind will breathe their last
Down on our knees
Down on our knees
Blessed with sick second sight
Gifts from God bring forth suffering.

As night falls
Embraced by fade
As death whispers to us
Life's aura grey

Time drifts away
Feeling no remorse
As candles burn out
The night returns

But once black
Our home anew
But once black
Our home anew
Solace in sorrow
We can see in the dark

But once black
Our home anew
But once black
Our home anew
Solace in sorrow
We can see in the dark

I passed right through
Her fingers, her mortal despair
It's me
I read between
The gemstones that dripped from her lips
For me

I am so tired of tears
So tired of tears
Lay not thy hand upon
Lay no hand on my daughter

My child sings soft
And sweet to herself
I know no life
Can live forever
Sailing away
I go from myself
Shadows wicked
Finger is pointing

Wrapped in a sorry
Shroud of my sickness
Without you I have
Become a mortal
With this child in my
In my bleeding arms

I am so tired of tears
So tired of tears
Lay not thy hand upon
Lay no hand on my daughter

I passed right through
Her fingers, her mortal despair
It's me
I read between
The gemstones that dripped from her lips
For me

Wrapped in a sorry
Shroud of my sickness
Without you I have
Become a mortal

With this child in my
In my bleeding arms

I am so tired of tears
So tired of tears
Lay not thy hand upon
Lay no hand on my daughter

A fool will believe every single word said
And yes you may speak with only me now on the sunrise
Child of my sore and bleeding body come over here
Sit here and say your words feeding only me till sunrise

As my mouth moves across her body on this
On this very cold night, I am raised to all

A blue vein in her throat
Glows under lamplight
It's the way that she looks
At me for her gold

You had fluttered out of my holy hands
Our new courtship was proud and was ruthless
Ruin came slowly and devoured all of me
You placed yourself right by my cold body

As my mouth moves across her body on this
On this very cold night, I am raised to all

A blue vein in her throat
Glows under lamplight
It's the way that she looks
At me for her gold

You had become so beautiful my love
Our great kingdom came down
You had removed all of my enemies
Forever we reign
Forever we reign
Forever we reign

From my deep silence, they feed the fire
Building a gift from this broken liar
Forsaking your face, my fingers blind
I touch the lonely face of your crime

The doom of your, your broken shore
It washes over me, hair woven of the sea

Your sleeping boat drifts away from me
A broken sister now out to sea
I have lived through the depths of time
I spilt the blood and she was the crime

The doom of your, your broken shore
It washes over me, hair woven of the sun and the sea
The doom of your, your broken shore
It washes over me, hair woven of the sun and the sea

The doom of your, your broken shore
It washes over me, hair woven of the sun and the sea
The doom of your, your broken shore
It washes over me, hair woven of the sun and the sea

Stolen from a dead man's heart
Remember me sad, I was your art
The voice of my blood orates
Touched by the sacred horrors of the hour

The doom of your, your broken shore
It washes over me, hair woven of the sun and the sea