My Dying Bride - Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium Lyrics

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Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium by My Dying Bride

The destroying genius of idols

Will shroud the world with utter lies

Dance the cobbles, his abode named Dis

Portraits have spoken their masters distress

Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen this

Failing Enochian tapestries

Depict the prince of fallen virtues

In almost poetic rhapsody

Masterbate to the sound of the knell

The Patchetic stench of dying children

Perhaps our fall is certain

Limbs entwined in absolute contoursion


Please put off your veil

Your heart is blameless

And I shudder for knowing it


A hot May makes a fat churchyard

And Lychfowel breed in chaotic frenzy

Her cry was the saddest of all earth's sounds

Trauma bites hard the hearts of Kin

Swept away by a moments sadness

They say rage is a brief madness

By way of the beloved's farewell

Give back to nature what we first did take

And monuments would slowly fill

The agendas' of Kings and Queens

In silence our faces bleed

The holy voice torn away by the gale

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Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you

Love is a game where both players cheat

Gone is the tale of Hero and Leander

Women are angels yet wedlock's the devil

To have and to hold but death no longer parts

Harlots and sluts, whores of our world

Expose their stinking vaginas'

Many who have no will of their own

Hold their souls towards the sinister bloom

Are you rich oh lord of vanity

As you peddle your wears of cruelty

Dressed up so you look the part

So blind, it's ignorance you wear

Quite brutal beyond belief

Sores that weep their septic tears

Dragged out through war torn lifetimes

And death shall feast on us all

The mills of God grind slowly

The adorable light of that which is most divine


The fascination of her shape

With mansions of awe and splendour

Elegant in simplicity

So at last your faith rewards you

Through fields enriched with pastel shade

And fragrant lavenders soft to smell

You laugh and drink wine of no great age

Nature does scent the farthest shores

Face to face your angelic host

All hopes in you imperishably kept

Is God your wish and all your dreams

If your body is frail then yes by all means


Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you

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