Original Version 2LP Version 1. She is the Dark 8:26 1. She is the Dark 8:26 2. Edenbeast 11:23 2. Edenbeast 11:23 3. The Night he Died 6:25 3. The Night he Died 6:25 4. The Light at the End of the World 10:36 4. The Light at the End of the World 10:36 5. The Fever Sea 4:05 5. The Fever Sea 4:05 6. Into the Lake of Ghosts 7:09 6. Into the Lake of Ghosts 7:09 7. The Isis Script 7:08 7. The Isis Script 7:08 8. Christliar 10:31 8. Christliar 10:31 9. Sear Me III 5:26 9. Sear Me III 5:26 total time 71:09 total time 71:09
She is the Dark A cruel sleep 'cross our land All withered and dying As the fall, the victims They're dying a sad death In our land, we lay down And suffer again A dark girl'cross our land Is pacing. Is preying And with her, a fever A marching black fever No eyes see. No features Just black form, suffering You have her sympathy You have her tears She tries only to take All your fears The pain she feels When she drinks your soul Is hers to suffer It is her toll Believe me, she's helpless When she curses our land When she swallows light It's not her hand Poison awaits when you kiss her Her heart cries out for you, for me Untold misery is hers to serve out for eternity Out cold. Mankind will stay forevermore if she gets her way She can't help it. It's her curse To sing your pain in her own verse She is the dark The nightmares you hide The pain you feel The suffering inside Though she was like you Through her dark past But now, the conqueror Her choirs vast Oh, please forgive her As mankind dies As angels weep And heaven cries Edenbeast All are welcome here To the Eden Feast Enter if you will This is Edenbeast Faces stay hidden Behind their dark masks In arms they enter The Great Hall of Sin Eden, calls again For sick minds. For me Inside there. All laid bare Take your pick. Devour now Lust clawing at your feet Desires for you to greet Every woman a handsome treat Young seed for you to reap Anyone that you desire Leave your faith at the door Any pleasures you require Lay all around, upon the floor Some call this blasphemy And try to end it all They question our sanity And preach Christliars' call "Seat yourself young man Do you see them feed? As the feast goes on, Do you feel their greed?" It's my fear that tears me down But this night we'll have no tears I want you. Beautiful gown Take my hand. We'll have no tears Kiss me deep. I want you now In my arms, we'll have no fears Inside there. All laid bare Take your pick. Devour now When you've had your fill Of poisonous flesh Leave this place of sin And watch your back for death The Night He Died I clasp her dying body to bloody mine The essential nature of her was so fine With torn garments she lays in my arms Womanly graces laid bare No dignity Cast aside like nothing at all Torn was she Shot down and strewn on wasteland In her prime Opened up for the world to see Oh, the love of mine No more tears for me now Lose all fears for me now Should I seek revenge or let it lie? Should I find the one and let him die? I wonder what you would do if it were you One black, furious midnight Through howling rain I descended right upon him My weeping prey Kissing him as his life ended In the rain Sweet was my revenge A life for life I feel no remorse The night he died I wonder what you would do if it was you? The Light at the End of the World An isle, a bright shining isle stands forever, alone in the sea Of rock and of sand and grass and shale, the isle bereft of trees. - 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? - By the Gods he is there to never leave, to remain all his life. His punishment for evermore, to attend the eternal light. The lighthouse, tall and brilliant white, which stands at the end of the world. Protecting ships and sailors too, from rock they could be hurled Yet nothing comes and nothing goes 'sept the bright blue sea. Which stretches near and far away, 't is all our man can see. Though, one day, up high on rock, a bird did perch and cry. An albatross, he shot a glance, and wondered deeply, why? Could it be a watcher sent? A curse sent from the Gods, who sits and cries and stares at him, the life that they have robbed. Each year it comes to watch over him, the creature from above. Not a curse but a reminder of the woman that he loved. - Oh weary night, under stars, he'd lay and gaze. Up towards the moon and stars. The suns dying haze. Time and again, Orion's light filled our man with joy. Within the belt, he'd see his love, remembering her voice - The twinkle from the stars above bled peace into his heart As long as she looks down on him he knows they'll never part One day good, one day bad The madness, the heat, the sun, Out to sea, he spies upon land. His beloved Albion. Cliffs of white and trees of green Children run and play, 'My home land' he cries and weeps, why so far away? Eyes sore and red. Filled with tears, he runs towards the sea. To risk his life, a worthy cause, for home he would be. Into the sea, deep and blue, the waters wash him clean. Awake. He screams. Cold with sweat. And Albion a dream. - 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 - The watcher at the end of the world through misery does defile. Remembers back to that single night and allows a tiny smile. (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) Her hair, long and black it shone, The dark, beauty of her eyes, Olive skin and warm embrace, her memory never dies. 'Twas years ago, he remembers clear the life they once did live. Endless love and lust for life, they promised each would give. Alas, such love and laughter too, was short as panting breath For one dark night, her soul was kissed by the shade of death. (Agony, like none before, was suffered by our man.) who tends the light now burning bright on the very last of land. (Anger raged and misery too like nothing ever before.) He cursed the Gods and man and life, and at his heart he tore. - A deity felt sympathy and threw our man a light 'Your woman you may see again, for a single night. - But think hard and well young man, there is a price to pay: to tend the light at the end of the world is where you must stay. Away from man and life and love. Alone you will be. On a tiny isle. A bright shining isle in the middle of the sea.' - '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 and passion entwined they did fall. Lost within each other's arms they danced (in lover's ball). - - 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 leapt. 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.- The Fever Sea Over me. Cover me. Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. Lame from my mothers womb Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. My hands bleed. Feet red raw. I'm a broken man who dreamt the great war. The fear of life swallows me. Takes me through THE FEVER SEA. They crawl to me. Cry for me. I'll drown them all in THE FEVER SEA. The feast flows on forever. Devour me until never. Fill them all with horror. Let them sleep with terror. Who calls me now, then turns away? Who takes the night, and brings day? Lame from my fathers hand. Born to heal. Heal in every land. I will never get out. I even prayed unto his house. The cold feel of my skin. I try to lose but alwys win. Lame from my own hand. Believe me I've tried. Tried to make a stand. Into the Lake of Ghosts Enter the Ghost Lake. The waters whisper Of something brooding. No way out of here. Slow smouldering, Slow smouldering heat. Lapping at your skin Pulling you down again. I wish that I could Fan back to life The dying embers Of my long lost passion. Descending deeper. With black as my light. With twist and turn. All me will be tried in life. We look for light to call. The call to save us all. Lest we fall to our knees. The death, we kiss his feet. Oh, sacred mother come. For our fate is done. In blindness do we run Always backwards. The care of many Was lost in my hands. The sickness came in Floods of torment and woe. My withered body. Aching and bone tired. My christ who art lord. Hold me down again. Knee bent and head held low. Eyes closed against my foe. In prayer I sing on low. Answers to my last call. Oh, sacred father come. For it is you who's done. In blindness do we run. And be sure not to fall. Oh, christ, what have I done? Ill fortune now will come. Fire raining from the sun. All virtue swept away. In floods of blackest death. The ghost will take my breath. My sins I will forget. I am nothing again. Exit the Ghost Lake. the waters silent. What now has risen? No man stands alone. The world is changing. 'Tis misery who Leads our way now. Holding man down. The Isis Script You know they lied. To us they lied. Remember them? The final words. All these years. All these fears. Remember them? Ancient words. We'll take it from you when we like. You will suffer for nothing in your own home. Will you hlep me fight them off? They are killing me. Help me with my broken heart. The endless dark. Will you keep them far from me? Oh, the misery. I need a friend to lay upon. To be my sun. Oh, lord help me with my pain. I'm dead again. Beliefs have taken me to my end. Beliefs have taken me down again. The words I have followed, took me down again. The lies that I have read over again. Leaves are falling words from the earth. Spoken in silence. Never heard. Christliar Time wears out affections. I hope to be missed. Your presence on my wing. Arise from my sickness. My hopes, eclipsed by failures. Dismal moments fall on me. A terrible sobbing Echoed through my own house. The lightening gets frightening. Oh, cover me. Memories of her sadden me. (are killing me) Believe me. The suffering. The agony. My young love taken from me, Too early. Beware! I will seek you. Find you. Vengeance is mine. Wherever you hide You know I will find. Your face! I see, I won't forget. I'll be right there. Preying on you in every dream. You will never leave me again. By your red hand. You left me here to suffer and die. Eyes black. Cold face. Your stare burned me. The sears will be with me, Until my last day. My grip on you grows tight. I will choke you until I hear your last fucking breath. Into your eyes I'll smile. I'll cry. And when you are gone No-one alive will grief for you. Sear Me III Come to me Comfort me Take my hand In your arms In your eyes I will be Forever yours Bring me down To your bed To your dreams Take my life Take everything Through those meadows Of heaven Where we ran forevermore I wish, oh, how I wish again With you. Oh, to be with you So lay me down Close to you Hold me now my lover I kiss your tears My sweet one And kiss again, my love Lyrics in plain text format	Line up Aaron - Vocals Andrew - Guitar Ade - Bass Shaun - Drums Artwork Info For more info and merchandise check out www.mydyingbride.org Artwork and photos by Aaron Thanks and hi to> Jonny Maudling for the keys, Calvin Robertshaw for the second guitar on Sear Me III, Mags for everything Recorded and mixed at Academy Studio, Dewsbury, West Yorkshire from June 7 to August 4 Engineered by Mags, mixed by Mags, Calvin & Andrew All tracks written by My Dying Bride, published by Vile Music Review Once again My Dying Bride managed to surprise me with their new album. With TLatEotW they took a big step back to the Turn Loose the Swans era. Aaron sings with grunts and the music has fast parts again. Yet the differences with Turn Loose... still is great. It probably has a lot to do with the shrunken line-up, because here I really miss the violin. Also the songs aren't varied enough to be as good as their old work. I think if they combined the melody and the variety of 34.788% and the grunts and fast parts of The Light, that they would reach the heights of The Swans... Rating: 7.5 out of 10