| Song | The Blood, The Wine, The Roses |
| Artist | My Dying Bride |
| Album | A Line Of Deathless Kings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Everyone knows her. | |
| knows her name. | |
| Deadly Siren, that's her | |
| game | |
| They want to be near | |
| her. Playing her game | |
| Get to know her. What's | |
| her name? | |
| She strides among us | |
| with a burning fire. Her | |
| victims endless, piling | |
| higher | |
| And I run along with | |
| them, the heaving mass, | |
| fighting anyone to get | |
| past | |
| I want her fire, her | |
| burning fire, her dark | |
| caress, her red hot kiss | |
| I want desire, her | |
| roaring fire, from milk | |
| white breast to raven | |
| tress | |
| I want her nights, | |
| morning light, her | |
| endless days, amazing | |
| grace | |
| I'm on her trail every | |
| single day | |
| Ahead, she glides, I | |
| stumble blindly in her | |
| wake | |
| I witnessed lovers torn | |
| by her. Teary maidens | |
| killing her | |
| You'll never be lovers | |
| when she's in town | |
| because in her eyes, we | |
| all drown | |
| Broken-hearted, we leap | |
| to God, and die like | |
| lovers everyone forgot | |
| I tremble when she | |
| passes by. Lord make | |
| her mine or let me die | |
| She looked at me. Her | |
| eyes! her eyes! | |
| They drew me in. Her | |
| sin! Her lies! | |
| I see my final night | |
| Glory, what a sight! | |
| The blood, the wine, the | |
| roses | |
| And me all snowy white | |
| Her hands on me, it's | |
| ecstasy. It's Heavenly, it's | |
| God I see | |
| I risk a kiss. One kiss | |
| One kiss! | |
| I knew from then my life | |
| had died | |
| Hold me now my father | |
| Now my days are done | |
| I would do it all again | |
| Because she was the one | |
| Torment me you fucking | |
| bastard! | |
| I'll seek you once I rise | |
| Look behind. I will | |
| slay your worthless | |
| blackened soul. |