Текст песни MY DYING BRIDE - The Grief Of Age

The terror of being
Left alone
Never leaves me
Unspeakables woes
Gather me
Up forever
To your breast
Morbid weather

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Watch this face
Still a child
Eyes red raw
Aching and tired
Issue your
Delicate voice
Sing through me
Men are twice boys

Childrens waking fears
Choke their simple thoughts

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