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Silent Dance
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Sear Me
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The Forever People
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The Bitterness and
The Bereavement
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Vast Choirs
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The Return of the Beautiful
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Erotic Literature
Recorded in Dec/Jan 91/92 at the Academy Studious
Produced by Hammy and My Dying Bride
Engineered by Keith Appleton
Cover photography, illustration and design by Dave McKean.
Mastered at Transfermation, London, by Noel Summerville.
Aaron - Vocals
Andy - Guitar
Calvin - Guitar
Ade - Bass
Rick - Drums
Violin played and compossed my Martin Powell.
Horn by Wolfgang Bremmer.
My Dying Bride thanks :
Boltthrower, Morbid Angel, Cancer, Cathedral, Anathema,
Malediction, Decomposed, Burial, Mythic, Beherit, The
Reign, Dead, Orge, Furbowl, Chorus of Ruin, Impaler,
Desecrate, V.D.M.C., Dark Tranquility, Cemetary, Sonic
Violence, Dreambreed, Anatomy and anyone we have forgotten
Silent Dance
(Instrumental)
Sear Me
Incendere suus
Damnare suus vita
Dare suus ad art ventus
Capare suus
Et facere suus
Ferire suus persicum cutis
Nudus, turpis,
Putridus, findere
Acerbus, crudus,
Raptus, contemptio,
Mordax, atterere
Inficere, bilis,
Nam tuus scelus
Amabilis
Tu licet perire
Ad ante tu
Habere aequus sic
Dolor nil finis
Ego liberare art ultimus iniuria
The Forever People
Read to me
Make your words as pictures
Reveal to me
The forever people
Names become more
More than words
In foreign tongue
Universal doctrine
Remember each one
Named even this day
We'll never forget
Like it or not
Their beloved is theirs
And they are his
Praise the Lord?
Hail the king?
This to me
A figure of tragedy
They are trivial
They are forgettable
A sombre tale
Of mankinds hope
Show me its truth
And with joy
I will follow
The Bitterness and the Bereavement
Adorn magnificent costume
For I come to judge the world
Be with me here in my dark place
Let yours be mine
Cut me and I do not bleed
Heat is my body
The poor and simple fools
Equal under my prescence
Lift up your head
Blessed is the womb that bare thee
Feed us with knowledge
Release us from atrocities
And shades of sinister figures
Bare witness to this orgy of glory
Groping at my naked privacy
Unleashing pure bitterness
And I did bleed over them
Hindered by savage plague
Offspring wasting away
Christ where is your mercy?
Do listen to me pray?
Cast upon us a pitying eye
The baptism of such as is,
Of riper years
Am I blind? Who are you?
He died that you might live
And lived only to cleanse you
From sin's polluting stain
If I had the chance to cut you
Believe me you would bleed
And the rest...
Vast Choirs
Burdens of grief that weight against me
Aid my tired eyes in their search for pitch
Your kind heart now pines
For whom the Gods love dies young
Wrapped and confounded in a thousand fears
The sadness I present, smiles with tears
Where once I'd loved now lies forlorn beauty
And wars abhorred by mothers
No man lives so poor as he was born
We don't remember pure sensations
Gaze peacefully into the past
I am dust, and to dust I shall return
Belial, Mephisto, both shall burn me up
Devour my sad whimpering
The cutting whip is mine to feel
No symphony in mind to colour my dreams
Poena damni
Sorrow everywhere
Please pray for me
When deep sleep falls on men
Father hold me
I am yours to bear
Ad te
In the play which has written for the world
Night is the mother of sleep
Old age is a malady of which one dies
Augury of a better age
Sages as far as the beard
Their wounds smelled so sweetly
Temptation, the father of my lust
Chalcedony shines like the new born
Stricken I'd raise my dripping limbs
Splendid was the innocents fall
Laugh to scorn would our foe
Amid wars laws are silent
Drop by drop in sleep upon the heart
Falls the laborious memory of рain
In the rich upheavel of vast choirs
Death shall flee from me
Misericordium et judicium
Adhoest pavimento
Ad te levavi ocolus meos
Verba mea auribus
The Return of the Beautiful
The SILENCE
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 I
The fever of mankind
Urges whorish as ever
I am the new Christ
Silence yourself Nunquam
You are powerless here
Pityful one Pity me not
Give back the sun
Souls will mourn
In this unending season of darkness
Beware, raveged one
Mine is the might
If you're feeble, turn away
No dagger glints in my hand
Technique is secret
She gave herself to me
Liar
The SADNESS
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
The pity I fashion
Through a rain of tears
A tragic opus
Immeasurable loss
Tearful I rest
Bask in my growing sorrow
The LUST
The female is such exquisite hell
Lay my obscure hands upon you
Macabre, erotica, passion
Even in death, beauty is with you
I extol you with loud praise
You will grace my procession
Why shouldn't I indulge
In my own desires?
Bare your breasts to slow kisses
The BATTLE
Away bastard dog Nunquam
Down from your throne Nunquam
A dagger glints in my hand Am I afraid?
You'll perish alone Ha
Pray to me
Blasphemy
Cry on me
Die on me
Let me out
Let me out
Let 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
The RETURN
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
Erotic Literature
The fantastic weight of oceans
Cathedrals of immense awe
The brilliance of erotic literature
Enlightenment of the whore
Marvel at the hanging gardens
The liars, faint with greed
Sorrow at the wailing wall
The mindless of their knees
Lord, my flesh is tired
Almighty soothsayer
Lead me by the mind
Through halls so...
The truth of the Lord endureth forever
Marvelous in our eyes
I cannot die
There is none to comfort me
Mine enemies have heard my trouble
Leave me in my misery
Enjoy the darkness
The fantastic weight of oceans
Cathedrals of immense awe
The brilliance of erotic literature
Enlightenment of the whore
Marvel at the hanging gardens
The liars, faint with greed
Sorrow at the wailing wall
The mindless of their knees
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