1. She is the dark 8:40 2. Turn loose the swans 10:02 3. The cry of mankind 6:33 4. The snow in my hand 6:33 5. A cruel taste of winter 6:52 6. Under your wings and into your arms 5:28 7. A kiss to remember 6:55 8. Your river 9:06 9. The fever sea 4:13 10. Symphonaire infernus et spera empyrium 10:35 total time 74:57
1. She Is The Dark A cruel sleep 'cross our land All withered and dying As the fall, the victims They're dying a sad death In our land, we lay down And suffer again A dark girl'cross our land Is pacing. Is preying And with her, a fever A marching black fever No eyes see. No features Just black form, suffering You have her sympathy You have her tears She tries only to take All your fears The pain she feels When she drinks your soul Is hers to suffer It is her toll Believe me, she's helpless When she curses our land When she swallows light It's not her hand Poison awaits when you kiss her Her heart cries out for you, for me Untold misery is hers to serve out for eternity Out cold. Mankind will stay forevermore if she gets her way She can't help it. It's her curse To sing your pain in her own verse She is the dark The nightmares you hide The pain you feel The suffering inside Though she was like you Through her dark past But now, the conqueror Her choirs vast Oh, please forgive her As mankind dies As angels weep And heaven cries 2. The Snow In My Hand I've seen them. so dark. Black. And yet fine. The flower they carry had once been mine. Get away from me, man of stories. Robe of lies. Stay far from me. I lie to myself (it's not hurting). I need help, but not from you or yor father. No! Jesus Christ. Who's my saviour? Lose myself in gods death. No! I can't bear all this pain. I had watched the snow all day. Falling. It never lets up. All day falling. I lifted my voice and wept out loud, "So this is life?". 3. Cry Of Mankind You can't expect to see him and survive You'll swallow his tongue of thorns His mouth, dripping with flies In his glorious kingdom of fire But I believe he wept I will make them all lie down Down where hope lies dying With lust, you're kicking mankind to death We live and die without hope You tramp us down in a river of death As I stand here now, my heart is black I don't want to die a lonely man This is a weary hour This is a weary hour 4. Turn Loose The Swans So little of what we observe, is the girl herself. Elaborate, scented coiffers. Adieu d'amour. Vast is the heirs ballroom. Let the rich give you presents. Heaven pours from her throat, as she sings and as she dances. The fumes of rich swine, honeyglazed and dripping, playing in the air. My mouth eager and wishing. But I return to this nightingale. Her hair all fiery red. Deep it is and wild. my weakness will be fed. Boys whipped on the alter of diana, sometimes until they died. The cunning wily merchant, and his four crippled horses. Tales told in warlike manner. The storyteller by the fire . While musing deeply on this sight, the songster stirred my desire. You are sweet and fine to listen to. Long tresses about her neck. Yet much is false. This mighty evening, I've seen no face. This is crushing me. My quill it aches. Turn loose the swans that drew my poets craft. I'll dwell in desolate cities. You burned my wings. I leave this ode, splendid victorious through the carnage. I wanted to touch them all. I wanted to touch them all. 5. A Cruel Taste Of Winter Walk with, with me. I'll be your Shadow God For now, just now. Give your life to me Your hope, your hope. I feel its steady hand Your heart, your fear. Take off and flee Trust me, just me. I'll catch you if you fall My arms run deep. Run unto my call I'll lead you into danger And all that troubles man I'll lead you far from hunger Just take my frozen hand You'll want the world to praise you And gather at your feet You'll want my blinding light And my searing heat I will lift you above their crying world Into your heart comes the love of fear You vanity, your sanctity Your kindless heart Your reverance. Your ignorance Your black uncaring eyes No sumpathy for humanity. Bleak horror The genocide, the parasites The kingdom of the ghost At one with fear Careless if you fall Beneath the earth Your heart may feel the call Can't let your mind be tainted By the praying men Divinity burns in thunder Over again Eventide. By your side All things because of you Fantasize. At my side. The lonely, the few God above. Lord and love. It's fools love heart of fire. Lord and liar don't falter 6. Under Your Wings And Into Your Arms I need to see a sign Will you take me away? They come. They go. Will you stay here? I need to see a sign You need me Who wants more? I need him Find my way Be there now Feel them Be my call I will be the one I will lose the fight You sing the songs Of one hundred nights Bring them to me Because I know I'm right and I will Take them all away Never to be seen again I'll take them to the sea Leave it all to me because I'm Feverish, develish and irrelevant You need me I want you I need, I need, I need Are you there with me Be there now Feel me now All my world 7. A Kiss To Remember Open me And drink up my scarlet Kiss me deep Kiss me deep and love me forever more Bloody love Bloody love inside of you Swallow me Thank God, there's nothing I can do Come with me my friend, come and see the end And let me swallow up your pain Leave the village lights, step into the night Open your mouth to my bloody rain And at your second birth, we will slay the earth And stalk mankind 'til Heaven burns Just lay down for me, naked for me to see It's just one kiss, that's all I need Take me down Down to the bloody shore Dig me deep, dig me deep And leave me forever more Lay me down Down with all of them And forget me Like you forgot the rest of them 8. Your River Your bloodied body is what I cling to. In powerful rain, they laid their heads to die. Let your dark, thirsty eyes drink deep the sights of me. It's sad that, in our blindness, we gather thorns for flowers. Your river holds a feast of danger. The suffering you have had to bear. I'd die for that moment one more time. The loved one falls below your ideals. Pleasure too safely enjoyed lacks zest. The brave lick their sickening lips. Rigid, handsome and a poet. A king in his passionate castle. Where now? Feed me! Hold me! Save me! Save yourself! Where now? Which way? Dear god, show me. Take your own. Struggle free! Arise! You're Ruined! Stand down! Your kin, piled thick around you. Save yourself! 9. The Fever Sea Over me. Cover me. Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. Lame from my mothers womb Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. My hands bleed. Feet red raw. I'm a broken man who dreamt the great war. The fear of life swallows me. Takes me through THE FEVER SEA. They crawl to me. Cry for me. I'll drown them all in THE FEVER SEA. The feast flows on forever. Devour me until never. Fill them all with horror. Let them sleep with terror. Who calls me now, then turns away? Who takes the night, and brings day? Lame from my fathers hand. Born to heal. Heal in every land. I will never get out. I even prayed unto his house. The cold feel of my skin. I try to lose but alwys win. Lame from my own hand. Believe me I've tried. Tried to make a stand. 10. Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium The destroying genius of idols Will shroud the world with utter lies Dance the cobbles, his abode named Dis Portraits have spoken their masters distress Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen this Failing Enochian tapestries Depict the prince of fallen virtues In almost poetic rhapsody Masterbate to the sound of the knell The Patchetic stench of dying children Perhaps our fall is certain Limbs entwined in absolute contoursion Please put off your veil Your heart is blameless And I shudder for knowing it A hot May makes a fat churchyard And Lychfowel breed in chaotic frenzy Her cry was the saddest of all earths sounds Trauma bites hard the hearts of Kin Swept away by a moments sadness They say rage is a brief madness By way of the beloveds farewell Give back to nature what we first did take And monuments would slowly fill The agendas' of Kings and Queens In silence our faces bleed The holy voice torn away by the gale Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you Love is a game where both players cheat Gone is the tale of Hero and Leander Women are angels yet wedlock's the devil To have and to hold but death no longer parts Harlots and sluts, whores of our world Expose their stinking vaginas' Many who have no will of their own Hold their souls towards the sinister bloom Are you rich oh lord of vanity As you peddle your wears of cruelty Dressed up so you look the part So blind, it's ignorance you wear Quite brutal beyond belief Sores that weep their septic tears Dragged out through war torn lifetimes And death shall feast on us all The mills of God grind slowly The adorable light of that which is most divine The fascination of her shape With mansions of awe and splendour Elegant in simplicity So at last your faith rewards you Through fields enriched with pastel shade And fragrant lavenders soft to smell You laugh and drink wine of no great age Nature does scent the farthest shores Face to face your angelic host All hopes in you imperishably kept Is God your wish and all your dreams If your body is frail then yes by all means Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you Lyrics in plain text format	Line up Aaron - vocals Andrew - guitars Ade - bass Hamish - guitar Shaun - drums Artwork Info Recorded live at 013 in Tilburg - The Netherlands on 4th of march 2001 Session keys by Yasmin Ahmed All tracks by My Dying Bride All tracks published by Vile Music (a division of Zomba Publishers Ltd.) Artwork by Aaron Stainthorpe www.aarq.co.uk www.mydyingbride.org Review Yes, after the two greatest-hits albums this is the My Dying Bride live-album. A chance to hear how My Dying Bride sounds live for all the people who couldn't be at one of their concerts (and who don't have the live bonusdisc from the Angel and the Dark River). Personally I'm not too fond of live albums, but this one has good songs (old and new), a good sound quality, it has a very nice design, and what makes this album a little extra special for me is that I was at the concert where it was recorded. So I guess this is nice to have, but I'm also glad that the compilation and live albums are all done now so My Dying Bride can concentrate on making new albums again... Rating: 7.5 out of 10