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Virgin Black Sombre Romantic

: Shei masa fum de ma Walk without limbs Shei masa fum de ma Walk through my soul

: Jesus lies dying in my bed Companions since birth... in this stagnant dingy haunt he never really lived. Last night I beat him as he would not leave

tears burden your aching soul I held hope's hand But let her forsake me May I be faithful to hold onto yours To my god of darkness my sombre romantic

: [bonus track] Whispers to me, my depression With a hint of murder Watch them, the angels are forlorn Watch them, they share my soul I hide my face

: [bonus track] Silence, my child And bear your gifts of love Feed me, feed me Your drops of angel's blood When will my body live? When will my body

: As tears again bedew my cheek To your knees I cling Oh merciful one Show me your glory Was I not bruised? Have you not healed? They dance to silence

: [bonus track] A restless shadow of a fiddler's elbow plays a tune to staggering feet the burden of his songs the looking glass scorns at this disfigured

Under a serene sky Earth covers your gentle form in verdant fields Soul is reft from bodies To my head I raise A wreath of white flowers And cry "Unhappiness

My tears burden your aching soul I held hope's hand But let her forsake me May I be faithful to hold onto yours To my god of darkness my sombre romantic