The Return To The Beautiful Lyrics
| Song | The Return To The Beautiful |
| Artist | My Dying Bride |
| Album | The Dreadful Hours |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : My Dying Bride | |
| Oh beautiful earth | |
| For too long you have been silent | |
| Touch me once again | |
| The dark ground lies cold | |
| Et gelidus hoc voluntas firmamentum | |
| Hark Yes it is | |
| IUrges whorish as ever | |
| The fever of mankind | |
| You are powerless here | |
| I am the new | |
| ChristSilence yourself | |
| NunquamGive back the sun | |
| Pityful one | |
| Pity me not | |
| Souls will mourn | |
| In this unending season of darkness | |
| Beware, ravaged one | |
| Mine is the might | |
| If you're feeble, turn away | |
| No dagger glints in my hand | |
| Liar She have herself to me | |
| Technique is secret | |
| Please leave | |
| I think I'll close my eyes now | |
| The first sunshine was mine | |
| Look for me among the flowers | |
| Sleeping with the earth | |
| My Dying Bride | |
| Through a rain of tears | |
| The pity I fashion | |
| A tragic opus | |
| Immeasurable loss | |
| Bask in my growing sorrow | |
| Tearful I rest | |
| The females is such exquisite hell | |
| Lay my obscure hands upon you | |
| Macabre, erotica, passion | |
| Even in death, beauty is with you | |
| You will grace my procession | |
| I extol you with loud praise | |
| Why shouldn't | |
| I indulgeBare your breasts to slow kisses | |
| In my own desires? | |
| Away bastard dog | |
| NunquamDown from your throne | |
| NunquamA dagger glints in my hand | |
| Am I afraid? | |
| You'll perish alone | |
| HaPray to me | |
| Cry on meBlasphemy | |
| Let me out | |
| Die on meLet me out! | |
| Let me out!!! | |
| Suffer in your nakedness | |
| Before your dark art | |
| The filth and the stench of you | |
| I cry for you | |
| Is hell in itself | |
| Your reign is over now | |
| The sunlight will return | |
| To this once petrified earth | |
| Ego deicere tu pereant | |
| Make me faint with unending kisses | |
| My passions have all returned | |
| Warm my trembling hands | |
| We're scope for the tragedians | |
| I can see from your smile | |
| You're not here for the sunset |
| zuo ci : My Dying Bride | |
| Oh beautiful earth | |
| For too long you have been silent | |
| Touch me once again | |
| The dark ground lies cold | |
| Et gelidus hoc voluntas firmamentum | |
| Hark Yes it is | |
| IUrges whorish as ever | |
| The fever of mankind | |
| You are powerless here | |
| I am the new | |
| ChristSilence yourself | |
| NunquamGive back the sun | |
| Pityful one | |
| Pity me not | |
| Souls will mourn | |
| In this unending season of darkness | |
| Beware, ravaged one | |
| Mine is the might | |
| If you' re feeble, turn away | |
| No dagger glints in my hand | |
| Liar She have herself to me | |
| Technique is secret | |
| Please leave | |
| I think I' ll close my eyes now | |
| The first sunshine was mine | |
| Look for me among the flowers | |
| Sleeping with the earth | |
| My Dying Bride | |
| Through a rain of tears | |
| The pity I fashion | |
| A tragic opus | |
| Immeasurable loss | |
| Bask in my growing sorrow | |
| Tearful I rest | |
| The females is such exquisite hell | |
| Lay my obscure hands upon you | |
| Macabre, erotica, passion | |
| Even in death, beauty is with you | |
| You will grace my procession | |
| I extol you with loud praise | |
| Why shouldn' t | |
| I indulgeBare your breasts to slow kisses | |
| In my own desires? | |
| Away bastard dog | |
| NunquamDown from your throne | |
| NunquamA dagger glints in my hand | |
| Am I afraid? | |
| You' ll perish alone | |
| HaPray to me | |
| Cry on meBlasphemy | |
| Let me out | |
| Die on meLet me out! | |
| Let me out!!! | |
| Suffer in your nakedness | |
| Before your dark art | |
| The filth and the stench of you | |
| I cry for you | |
| Is hell in itself | |
| Your reign is over now | |
| The sunlight will return | |
| To this once petrified earth | |
| Ego deicere tu pereant | |
| Make me faint with unending kisses | |
| My passions have all returned | |
| Warm my trembling hands | |
| We' re scope for the tragedians | |
| I can see from your smile | |
| You' re not here for the sunset |
| zuò cí : My Dying Bride | |
| Oh beautiful earth | |
| For too long you have been silent | |
| Touch me once again | |
| The dark ground lies cold | |
| Et gelidus hoc voluntas firmamentum | |
| Hark Yes it is | |
| IUrges whorish as ever | |
| The fever of mankind | |
| You are powerless here | |
| I am the new | |
| ChristSilence yourself | |
| NunquamGive back the sun | |
| Pityful one | |
| Pity me not | |
| Souls will mourn | |
| In this unending season of darkness | |
| Beware, ravaged one | |
| Mine is the might | |
| If you' re feeble, turn away | |
| No dagger glints in my hand | |
| Liar She have herself to me | |
| Technique is secret | |
| Please leave | |
| I think I' ll close my eyes now | |
| The first sunshine was mine | |
| Look for me among the flowers | |
| Sleeping with the earth | |
| My Dying Bride | |
| Through a rain of tears | |
| The pity I fashion | |
| A tragic opus | |
| Immeasurable loss | |
| Bask in my growing sorrow | |
| Tearful I rest | |
| The females is such exquisite hell | |
| Lay my obscure hands upon you | |
| Macabre, erotica, passion | |
| Even in death, beauty is with you | |
| You will grace my procession | |
| I extol you with loud praise | |
| Why shouldn' t | |
| I indulgeBare your breasts to slow kisses | |
| In my own desires? | |
| Away bastard dog | |
| NunquamDown from your throne | |
| NunquamA dagger glints in my hand | |
| Am I afraid? | |
| You' ll perish alone | |
| HaPray to me | |
| Cry on meBlasphemy | |
| Let me out | |
| Die on meLet me out! | |
| Let me out!!! | |
| Suffer in your nakedness | |
| Before your dark art | |
| The filth and the stench of you | |
| I cry for you | |
| Is hell in itself | |
| Your reign is over now | |
| The sunlight will return | |
| To this once petrified earth | |
| Ego deicere tu pereant | |
| Make me faint with unending kisses | |
| My passions have all returned | |
| Warm my trembling hands | |
| We' re scope for the tragedians | |
| I can see from your smile | |
| You' re not here for the sunset |
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