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My Dying Bride - A Harvest of Dread - Your Shameful Heaven
A Harvest of Dread
Disc 1
01. Vast Choirs
02. The Thrash of Naked Limbs
03. The Snow in My Hand
04. Black Voyage
05. Apocalypse Woman
06. The Light at the End of the World
07. Feel the Misery
Disc 2
01. Like a Perpetual Funeral
02. Two Winters Only
03. My Hope, the Destroyer
04. I Cannot Be Loved
05. A Doomed Lover
06. You Are Not the One Who Loves Me
07. And Then You Go
Disc 3
01. Symphonaire infernus et spera empyrium (demo 1991)
02. Vast Choirs (demo 1991)
03. The Grief of Age (demo 1991)
04. Catching Feathers (demo 1991)
05. God Is Alone
06. De Sade Soliloquy
07. The Bitterness and the Bereavement
08. The Sexuality of Bereavement
09. A Sea to Suffer In (early production demo, November 1994)
10. From Darkest Skies (early production demo, November 1994)
11. Your Shameful Heaven (early production demo, November 1994)
12. The Cry of Mankind (instrumental album recording)
Disc 4
01. All Swept Away (early production demo, June 1996)
02. Like Gods of the Sun (early production demo, June 1996)
03. The Whore, the Cook, the Mother (early production demo, February 1998)
04. An Unforgettable Journey (early production demo, February 1998)
05. I Believe (early production demo, February 1998)
06. On Monolith (early production demo, February 1998)
07. Glorious Midnight (early production demo, February 1998)
08. The Fool (early production demo, February 1998)
09. The Child of Eternity
10. Scarborough Fair
11. Failure
12. Hollow Cathedra
Disc 5
01. From Darkest Skies
02. The Cry of Mankind
03. The Dark Caress
04. For You
05. A Kiss to Remember
06. Like Gods of the Sun
07. All Swept Away
08. Your Shameful Heaven
You, who stand there now
I will not tell you not to cry
Without fail my purpose
Will be fulfilled
I can crown you a God
And I'll suffer for your sins
Bound so tightly, pain is everything
Far from kindness. I am your king
Believe you're in Hell, but your's is Heaven
Cry to die. You'll love me forever

On a pale, teary cheek
Tears cascade to your feet
Whipped to the floor once again
Laughing and lashing you away
Burning pain scars through your skin
But it's 'more' you cry, for you are a sinner
We suffer in love, but you love to suffer
Your misery is your majesty
Though your skin may burn and your wounds, bleed
The only real ache is between your legs
You've learned well, through your Hell
Your pain was nothing. You longed for more.
Your shameful Heaven is full of devils
Just like me. Just for you