| Song | The Crown of Sympathy |
| Artist | My Dying Bride |
| Album | Turn Loose the Swans |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : My Dying Bride | |
| See the light and feel my warm desire, run through my veins like the evening sun. | |
| It will live but no eyes will see it. | |
| I'll bless your name before I die. | |
| No person in everything can shine, yet shine you did, for the world to see. | |
| All a man hath will he give for life? | |
| For life that's lost bleeds all over me. | |
| I'd fallen before but it never hurt like this. | |
| Don't leave me here to crawl through the mire. | |
| I'm without fault before the throne of god. | |
| Take from me the crown of sympathy. | |
| What do you think you'll see? | |
| What do you think there will be? | |
| Sit down! | |
| Did you see the sun? | |
| What will we become? | |
| Great ones? | |
| The mouths that dare not speak his name, behold them, raised, complete and fine. | |
| The battle for our lives is oh, so brief. | |
| Take my hand and please walk with me. | |
| When I was young the sun did burn my face. | |
| I let its love and warmth wash over me. | |
| The melting voice of many, in the hush of night. | |
| Whispering tongues can poison my honest truth. | |
| Come dress me with your body, and comfort me. | |
| I dreamt of a dead child in my sleep. | |
| I wear a terrible mark in my head. my clean, white bed. | |
| It calls to me. | |
| I must lie down. and I want you to lay with me, in sympathy. | |
| No sad "adieus" on a balcony. | |
| For one last time, just walk with me. | |
| At the beautiful gate of the temple, we must be saved. | |
| For deadened, icy pain, covers all the earth. |
| zuo ci : My Dying Bride | |
| See the light and feel my warm desire, run through my veins like the evening sun. | |
| It will live but no eyes will see it. | |
| I' ll bless your name before I die. | |
| No person in everything can shine, yet shine you did, for the world to see. | |
| All a man hath will he give for life? | |
| For life that' s lost bleeds all over me. | |
| I' d fallen before but it never hurt like this. | |
| Don' t leave me here to crawl through the mire. | |
| I' m without fault before the throne of god. | |
| Take from me the crown of sympathy. | |
| What do you think you' ll see? | |
| What do you think there will be? | |
| Sit down! | |
| Did you see the sun? | |
| What will we become? | |
| Great ones? | |
| The mouths that dare not speak his name, behold them, raised, complete and fine. | |
| The battle for our lives is oh, so brief. | |
| Take my hand and please walk with me. | |
| When I was young the sun did burn my face. | |
| I let its love and warmth wash over me. | |
| The melting voice of many, in the hush of night. | |
| Whispering tongues can poison my honest truth. | |
| Come dress me with your body, and comfort me. | |
| I dreamt of a dead child in my sleep. | |
| I wear a terrible mark in my head. my clean, white bed. | |
| It calls to me. | |
| I must lie down. and I want you to lay with me, in sympathy. | |
| No sad " adieus" on a balcony. | |
| For one last time, just walk with me. | |
| At the beautiful gate of the temple, we must be saved. | |
| For deadened, icy pain, covers all the earth. |
| zuò cí : My Dying Bride | |
| See the light and feel my warm desire, run through my veins like the evening sun. | |
| It will live but no eyes will see it. | |
| I' ll bless your name before I die. | |
| No person in everything can shine, yet shine you did, for the world to see. | |
| All a man hath will he give for life? | |
| For life that' s lost bleeds all over me. | |
| I' d fallen before but it never hurt like this. | |
| Don' t leave me here to crawl through the mire. | |
| I' m without fault before the throne of god. | |
| Take from me the crown of sympathy. | |
| What do you think you' ll see? | |
| What do you think there will be? | |
| Sit down! | |
| Did you see the sun? | |
| What will we become? | |
| Great ones? | |
| The mouths that dare not speak his name, behold them, raised, complete and fine. | |
| The battle for our lives is oh, so brief. | |
| Take my hand and please walk with me. | |
| When I was young the sun did burn my face. | |
| I let its love and warmth wash over me. | |
| The melting voice of many, in the hush of night. | |
| Whispering tongues can poison my honest truth. | |
| Come dress me with your body, and comfort me. | |
| I dreamt of a dead child in my sleep. | |
| I wear a terrible mark in my head. my clean, white bed. | |
| It calls to me. | |
| I must lie down. and I want you to lay with me, in sympathy. | |
| No sad " adieus" on a balcony. | |
| For one last time, just walk with me. | |
| At the beautiful gate of the temple, we must be saved. | |
| For deadened, icy pain, covers all the earth. |