To Remain Tombless - My Dying Bride

The weary creak of my bones

Exhausted voice, deathly tones

Arms of lead, skin drawn tight

No long a princely sight

Face is gaunt, pale and thin

Bent and grey and full of sin

Pass to me

Wine and song

For I’ll be

Soon long gone

Cast me down, upon the dust

My dry bones remain tombless

From my life, a rose is grown

Rains they come.

The winds

Blow

Winter haunts me

Nowhere to flee

Take me back.

Young was I

Within her arms we could fly

Grey am I, and all alone

I feel like I’m far from home

Grace has fled here

But He is so near

In shadows lie

My hopes of life

Black wings fold me

In their symphony

Long the winter nights are

Grace is so far

Leaves they fall in time

Drifting down in time

Darkness comes, right on time

Descend upon me

Wings from above

Goodbye to lie

Farewell my loves