Interpret:

My Dying Bride

Album:

As The Flower Withers

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 presence 
Lift up your head 


Blessed in 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 os 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...