Virgin Black
a poet s tears of porcelain
Select language to translate this lyric
As tears again bedew my cheek
To your knees I cling
Oh merciful one
Show me your glory.
Was I not bruised?
Have you not healed?
They dance to silence
But your song I hear.
Holy Lord, fathomless God
Tears Flow,
But the water is sweet
Holy Lord, fathomless God
I fall as one dead,
With quivering lips.
Blesed be, Priest and friend
All heavens bow,
In (mute) admiration
Fathomless depth,
Measureless Height
Great is your holiness.
- Album:
- Sombre Romantic
- Requiem: Fortissimo
- Elegant...And Dying
- Miscellaneous
- Trance
- At the End of Infinity: Echoes & Thoughts of Wonder
- Australian Metal Compilation IV: Falling on Deaf Ears
- Audiomata 7.0
- KnuckleTracks #52
- Virgin Black
- Requiem: Mezzo Forte
- Orkus Compilation 29
- An Endless Metamorphosis of Polystylistic Variations
- Phases: The Dark Side of Music
- Unquiet Grave III: Unearthing the Underground
- D-Side 6
- Gothic Spirits 6
- Gothic Compilation, Part XIV
- Dark Flowers
- Unquiet Grave - the Ultimate Goth Collection