The Distance, Busy With Shadows Lyrics


My Dying Bride The Distance, Busy With Shadows

In heaps they were

The deads stacked high

I crapped and sang among them.

Black was I, yet bent to it;

God and I had shown them.

It fell at my feet

No!

It didn't just come to me to heal it's wounds

I will kiss it

It is within me now.

I feel the birth of doom

And the fruit of my body,

Stares right out of this room


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