I Am The Bloody Earth - My Dying Bride

Lay down with beasts, and welter in my gore

Fill your cups of Christ, I am the bloody earth

Bright, riding in heaven.

The player in rags

White Bat is death?

Feed it to pigs

Rise to be a king, shining with power

Down silent avenues, I live on

Life

You owe yours to me

Wear

Me around your neck

Kneel

And cry for me

Son

Father please help me

Safe delivery of a handsome child

Merry and sweet looking

My endeavours to rise seem useless

But I will fight the distance between us