Criminal soulless, criminal silence
Tearing at seams like criminal violence
And the silence that we train to the sorrow that remains
ongbirds describing refrains
I can't see, I can't speak, I can't walk, I can't talk
but I can see how it's falling apart
There was a time when we were held and above
Into the falling when we're dying for love
Oh
It was the last of goodbyes
Oh
It was the last of goodbyes
Grace me, praise me
Fall to pieces as this wanting wastes me
It crazes me, praises me
Lift me down, let it save me
With no sight I can't accept what I see
With no grace I can't accept what I'll be
Back to a time when we were held and above
Into the falling where we're dying for love
Oh
It was the last of goodbyes
Oh
It was the last of goodbyes
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.