Echoes From A Hollow Soul - My Dying Bride

A boy so young upon the gallows

Gazing down like a saint

From the church of children cries

He awaited one anticipation

Pictured from her mouth

A further request

The sons of Adam

Put her to death

A voice is heard

Echoes from the hollow soul

A golden word

Wrapped in books of skin and blood

From harmony lives a vision of your guilt

And treachery smiles, oh so very sweet

The last whisper from a dying heart

Lifts away through the night

Chased by angels falling through the sky

As the snow waters aside

This closing river takes all away

Daughters of Eve slowly fade (fade away)

Give him a word and the movement will begin

If it"s unheard, the message must be sent

So slowly now, like the early morning bloom

And this is how the perishing will come