The Return Of The Beautiful Lyrics - As The Flower Withers - My Dying Bride

Ohh, 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 

Pitiful one, pity me not 

Give back the sun 

Souls will mourn 

In this unending season of darkness 

Beware, ravaged one 

Mine is the might 

If you're feeble, turn away 

No dagger glints in my hand 

Technique is secret 

She have herself to me, liar 

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 

Born in my growing sorrow 

The females, 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 

Who are you that lies dying, right beside the river? 

Away bastard dog Nunquam 

Down from your throne Nunquam 

A dagger glints in my hand, am I afraid? 

You'll perish alone 

Pray to me, pray to 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 

Is hell in itself, I cry for you 

Your reign is over now 

The sunlight will return 

To this once petrified earth 

Ego deicere tu pereant 

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