Through the fog
Caravans approaching
The owl’s praise
Winds cry out in pain
Three shadows black
Horses neigh and lightning
A moonless night
A sacrifice
Through the woods
Echoes heard and laughter
Witches dance
Spells are cast, scent of red
As midnight chimes
The hour of redemption
A moonless night
A pact is sealed
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.