They say believing is what we see
Though faith we sell
You want reward beyond where you lay
Look where we tell
Have you been searching for an answer
To what you hide?
We'll keep your soul and your devotion
In us confide
Purify your eyes
For you beg to be ever god's size
We can end your cries
All we ask is that you join our cult
We are the friend you can trust in now
We are your grace
Nobody else will dare question us
This power saves
You haven't seen beyond the real world
We'll take you there
But not before we hear you confess
And say our prayers
Purify your eyes
For you beg to be ever god's size
We can end your cries
All we ask is that you join our cult
We can deliver you
Four winds come into view
Breathe deep of our beliefs
The cult knows you'll never leave
Purify your eyes
For you beg to be ever god's size
We can end your cries
All we ask is that you join our cult
Nu ką, nemaža tikimybė, kad vistik My Dying Bride nebus Kilkim Žaibu, atšaukė beveik visus šių metų pasirodymus. Tik organizatoriai kažkaip neskuba pranešti ir toliau reklamuoja..
guess I did make my name out of my drumming, and I have the big drum sets, and I'm doing all these crazy, odd-time signatures, so, yeah, I guess drumming was very important to what made me popular.