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My Dying Bride - Anti‐Diluvian Chronicles - She Is the Dark (live)
Anti‐Diluvian Chronicles
Disc 1
01. Catherine Blake
02. My Wine in Silence (remix)
03. A Doomed Lover
04. The Blue Lotus
05. The Dreadful Hours
06. My Hope, the Destroyer
07. The Deepest of All Hearts
08. She Is the Dark (live)
09. The Light at the End of the World
10. The Fever Sea (live)
Disc 2
01. The Raven and the Rose (remix)
02. Sear Me III
03. The Whore, the Cook and the Mother
04. Der Überlebende
05. Under Your Wings and Into Your Arms
06. Like Gods of the Sun
07. Here in the Throat
08. For My Fallen Angel
09. The Cry of Mankind
10. From Darkest Skies
Disc 3
01. The Wreckage of My Flesh (remix)
02. Turn Loose the Swans
03. Black God
04. Sear Me
05. The Forever People (live at Dynamo ’95)
06. The Bitterness & the Bereavement
07. Symphonaire infernus et spera empyrium
08. God Is Alone
09. The Thrash of Naked Limbs
10. The Sexuality of Bereavement
A cruel sleep cross our land
All withered and dying
As they 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 your 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 for evermore if she gets her way
She can't help it, it's her, 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

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 for evermore if she gets her way
She can't help it, it's her, her curse
To sing your pain in her own verse

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