That Dress And Summer Skin — My Dying Bride

I just caught a glimpse Of your Summer skin As you slipped away

As the sun drew up Its gold chair I looked upon My own sleep And so you shall Taste my grief

Through blood and tears you helped me You leapt from your lonely defeat And in this night I drew my knife

As I look at them I know what my hands have done I’d shake these thorns for you From my crown for you So go on my love Put on that dress for me

Where are you my love, my sweet one..? Where have you gone? My love where are you, my love, my sweet? I only think of you and it drives me down. I only dream of you. I am so alone.