In Your Dark Pavilion - My Dying Bride

All great children

Build altars

I have no love

To give you

In the fire that rages between our sleep

I thought I saw you amid the ruins.

And I can witness you have nothing left.

I'll give you my heart through this biblical tome

I dream of being beside her

As I move through this water

Step over here you Devil

Her earth looks like

My dying skin.