Virgin Black piosenki

My God be upheld in our distress My cries fill the air, my cries fill the air The fangs of suffering tear my bosom And refuse to release their hold When will my sorrow begin to pale? When will my sorrow begin to pale? Lux aeterna luceat eis Domine My God be up...

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 But your song I hear. Holy Lord, fathomless God Tears Flow, But the water is sweet Holy Lord, fathomless God...

Curdled milk in wine The lingering taste of yesterday My color has grown pale Your face I see no more A pointed finger accuses me So dead, so numb, so cold With every illicit embrace A splintered soul is cast aside If I see the face of God I will die... It's...

I saw a tattered cloak, drawn about the face A gesture of farewell, to the kiss of God's mouth 

Kiss the image in a stranger's casket What has become of the splendor? Twelve strokes have fallen And the faintly heard breath That argued my beauty A ruined soul bewailing Where the angels allow their wings bewilted To droop, to bow to the bosom of a friend...

You shared flesh with me Danced with me in the ancient circle Of birth, life and death But you live again... While autumn leaves fall In the summer of my life It is the millstone Around the neck of us all But you wore it like a crown Weaving to the shrill Tha...

Mmmmm…..mmmmm Nice day for a black wedding signed and sealed with the blood of the soul the Black Corsage this cursed place the coming of age the Black Corsage Mmmmm oh yeah, the Black Corsage Yeah, the Black Corsage The doctrine of truth rests behind...

I will wander I will gather my flowers Withered and how soon forgotten Sing with passion Sing with vehemence A grief too sad for song I pick the gravel from my eyes I need no words I am a face rid of features Curse this heedless folly Am I nothing? A plainti...

Misery calls My blood has died And marked my eyes with stains perpetual Blood has died Lifeless life cradles dust Trembling, quantus tremors est futurus Fading, judgment is at hand Darkness I drink deep into the soul Drink deep into your soul I am made blind w...

Under a serene sky, Earth covers your gentle form In verdant fields Soul is reft of body. To my head, I raise a wreath of white flowers and cry "Unhappiness." My mournful valediction I drink deep into your soul... Killed with hate, You died with love... The...

Drink me deep O death devour Cover me with darkness And paint me like death I drown in remembrance I am blind with weeping And will mourn until death Place the hand of God in dust I am suffering, I am blind I am made blind with weeping And I will mourn until d...

I shivered in the warmth of their god (whispers of dead sisters). Yet this mansion is haunted by romance, his servants heal my scars Anointing me with oil. I am naked and silk on this eve, His body will cradle his brides' in frailty as I await his kiss, morta...

O misery you live I have been struck and am suffering O misery you live You take bread from hands That hold so little And show treason to a faithful heart There is no healing balm of reason O wretchedness, O misery Fall upon mercy Set thy altar here Lifeless l...

I lie with blackened chest Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes Resplendent in winter's ash My God be upheld in our distress My cries fill the air Domine libera manes defunctorum Winter envelopes I lie with blackened chest Tears, dense, welling in swollen eye...

Gather me, for I am scattered Speak comfort to me Gather me, share my sorrow Lacrimosa. 

The hour of judgement is at hand The hour of judgement is... Lord be upheld in our distress The hour of judgement is... All fall silent, all fall Lacrimosa, dies illa Lacrimosa, dies illa All fall silent, the hour is at hand Libera eis Domine, (de poenis) Lord...

To my head I raise a wreath of white flowers and cry unhappiness My mournful valediction I drink deep into your soul Thanatos Kyrie eleison I tread alone Bowed and stooping figure Tears standing in my eyes Icons waver in my vision I grieve as the dirge is sung...

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, odious face Indeed alone, hugging my breast The sun I neglect, in darkness I roam Offerings of flowers on a barren gra...

Jesus lies dying in my bed Companions since birth In this stagnant dingy haunt He has never really live. Last night I beat him, As he would not leave My insane eyes stare at him, As his wilted body bleeds. Frequently I rape him, As I know nothing else He curls...

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 begin to live? "It will live when you die You will die when you drink Of the highest priest"