As the Flower Withers
Original Version LP Version Cassette Version 1. Silent dance 2:14 1. Silent dance 2:14 1. Silent dance 2:14 2. Sear me 9:06 2. Sear me 9:06 2. Sear me 9:06 3. The forever people 4:09 3. The forever people 4:09 3. The forever people 4:09 4. The bitterness and the bereavement 7:37 4. The bitterness and the bereavement 7:37 4. The bitterness and the bereavement 7:37 5. Vast choirs 8:16 5. Vast choirs 8:16 5. Vast choirs 8:16 6. The return of the beautiful 12:50 6. The return of the beautiful 12:50 6. The return of the beautiful 12:50 7. Erotic literature 5:12 7. Erotic literature 5:12 total time 49:24 total time 44:12 total time 49:24 Japanese Import Version Digipack Version 1. Silent dance 2:14 1. Silent dance 2:14 2. Sear me 9:06 2. Sear me 9:06 3. The forever people 4:09 3. The forever people 4:09 4. The bitterness and the bereavement 7:37 4. The bitterness and the bereavement 7:37 5. Vast choirs 8:16 5. Vast choirs 8:16 6. The return of the beautiful 12:50 6. The return of the beautiful 12:50 7. Erotic literature 5:12 7. Erotic literature 5:12 8. The forever people (live) 4:57 8. Unreleased Bitterness 7:49 total time 54:22 total time 57:06
Silent Dance (Instrumental) Sear Me Incendere suus Damnare suus vita Dare suus ad art ventus Capare suus Et facere suus Ferire suus persicum cutis Nudus, turpis, Putridus, findere, Acerbus, crudus, Raptus, contemptio, Mordax, atterere, Inficere, bilis, Nam tuus scelus Amabilis Tu licet perire Ad ante tu Habere aequus sic Dolor nil finis Ego liberare art ultimus inuria. Set her on fire Reject her life Give her to the art of adversity Take her And make her Kill her piercing the skin Naked, deformed Rotten, split Unmature, raw Raped, contempt Mordant, trample Poison, gall For your crime Amiable You let her die Before you Keep so calm Pain never ends I free the ultimate art of of injustice The Forever People Read to me Make your words as pictures Reveal to me The forever people Names become more More than words In foreign tongue Universal doctrine Remember each one Named even this day We'll never forget Like it or not Their beloved is theirs And they are his Praise the Lord? Hail the King? This to me A figure of tragedy They are trivial They are forgettable A sombre tale Of mankinds hope Show me its truth And with joy I will follow The Bitterness And the Bereavement 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... Vast Choirs Burdens of grief that weigh against me Aid my tired eyes in their search for pitch Your kinds heart now pines For whom the gods love dies young Wrapped and confounded in a thousand fears The sadness I present, smiles with tears Where once I'd loved now lied forlorn beauty And wars abhorred by mothers No man lives so poor as he was born We don't remember pure sensations Gaze peacefully into the past I am dust , and to dust I shall return Belial, Mephisto, both shall burn me up Devour my sad whimperings The cutting whip is mine to feel No symphony in mind to colour my dreams Poena damni Sorrow everywhere Please pray for me When deep sleep falls on men Father hold me I am yours to bear Ad te In the play which he has written for the world Night is the mother of sleep Old age is a malady of which one dies Augury of a better age Sages as far as the beard Their wounds smelled so sweetly Temptation, the father of my lust Chalcedony shines like the new born Stricken I'd raise my dripping limbs Splendid was the innocentcs fall Laugh to scorn would our foe Amid wars laws are silent Drop by drop in sleep upon the heart Falls the labrious memory of pain In the rich upheavel of vast choirs Death shall flee from me Misericordium et judicium Adhoest pavimento AD te levavi ocolus meos Verba mea auribus The Return of the Beautiful The Silence Oh 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 Pityful 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 Liar She have herself to me The Sadness 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 Bask in my growing sorrow The Lust 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 The Battle Away bastard dog Nunquam Down from your throne Nunquam A dagger glints in my hand Am I afraid? You'll perish alone Ha Pray to me Blasphemy Cry on me Die on me Let me out Let me out Let me outtttttt t t t Suffer in your nakedness Before your dark art The filth and the stench of you I cry for you Is hell in itself Your reign is over now The sunlight will return To this once petrified earth Ego deicere tu pereant The Return 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 Erotic Literature The fantastic weight of oceans Cathedrals of immense awe The brilliance of erotic literature Enlightment of the whore Marvel at the hanging gardens The liars, faint with greed Sorrow at the wailing wall The mindless of their knees Lord, my flesh is tired Almighty soothsayer Lead me by the mind Through halls so... The truth of the Lord endureth forever Marvellous in our eyes I cannot die There is none to comfort me Mine enemies have heard my trouble Leave me in my misery Enjoy the darkness The fantastic weight of oceans Cathedrals of immense awe The brilliance of erotic literature Enlightment of the whore Marvel at the hanging gardens The liars, faint with greed Sorrow at the wailing wall The mindless of their knees Lyrics in plain text format	Line up Aaron : Vocals Andy : Guitar Calvin : Guitar Ade : Bass Rick : Drums Violins played and composed by Martin Powell Horn by Wolfgang Bremmer Artwork Info Recorded in Dec/Jan 91/92 at Academy Studios. Produced by Hammy and My Dying Bride. Engineered by Keith Appleton. Cover photography, illustration and design by Dave McKean. Mastered at Transfermation, London, by Noel Summerville. Review This is doom metal the way I like it: Long slow songs with good melodies, low grunts and violins. Even the lyrics are great, making this a very brilliant debut album for british doom band My Dying Bride. The only bad thing about this album is that sometimes it's so extremely slow it gets a slight bit boring. But there are enough fast parts to make up for them. Rating: 8.5 out of 10