The Light At The End Of The World Lyrics - The Light At The End Of The World - My Dying Bride

Small, a speck in the wide blue sea 

'Tis the last of all the land 

A dweller upon our lonesome isle 

The last lonely man 

On weary night, under stars 

He'd often lay and gaze 

Up towards the moon and stars 

The sun's dying haze 

Time and again, Orion's light 

Filled our man with joy 

And within the belt, he'd see his love 

Remembering her voice 

Such is life upon the isle 

Of torment and woe 

One day good, one day bad 

And some days, even hope 

The light at the end of the world 

Burns bright for mile and mile 

Yet tends the man its golden glow 

In misery all the while 

For fifty years he stands and waits 

Atop the light, alone 

Looking down upon his isle 

The gods have made his home 

A deity felt sympathy 

And threw our man a light 

Your woman, you may see again 

For a single night 

I'll tend the light, for one more night 

With the woman whom I love 

Screamed the man, with tearful eyes 

To the deity above 

And so it was that very night 

His lover did return 

To his arms and to their bed 

Together they did turn 

In deepest love and lust for life 

Entwined they did fall 

Lost within each other's arms 

They danced 

Her hair long and black 

The dark beauty of her eyes 

Olive skin and warm embrace 

Her memory never dies 

Agony like none before 

Was suffered by our man 

Anger, raged and misery too 

Like nothing ever before 

His sacrifice was not so great 

He insists upon the world 

Again he would crime, again he would pay 

For one moment with the girl 

Long was the night filled with love 

For them the world was done 

Awoke he did to brightest light 

His woman and life had gone 

To his feet he leap to the sea 

He looked to the lighthouse on the stone 

The price is paid and from now on 

He lives forever alone 

Fifty years have passed since then 

And not a soul has he seen 

But his woman lives with him still 

In every single dream 

'Tis sad to hear how young love has died 

To know that, alone, someone has cried 

But memories are ours to keep 

To live them again in our sleep