L'Amour Détruit - My Dying Bride

The honey of romance, so sweet for us

Through swaying grass we run in arms, just us

The honey of romance, our treat to us

These arms I fold around you, it’s just us

Your charms so rare

My flesh laid bare

In arms we dare

I will kiss her mouth and her dark eyes

Lose myself freely in her dark eyes

Fall right through her soul, her mind, her skies

Our limbs entwined

Then comes our minds

It’s hope we find

The red lips of her mouth

They call to me

Her mind is mine

Her flesh my kind

Warm, soft, smooth, mine!

I lack for naught

Her mind welcomes my thoughts

Entering the dark, so close

Entwined

We drift away to nothing

And no-one will find

Within our arms we sleep

Deeply

I pull her close to me, near me

Into me