The Long Black Land - My Dying Bride

On my throne in which you sit

Lies a kiss from your god

Long have I waited for this

Rise up and face your god

Listen, what do you hear?

Do you hear?

Listen to my voice inside your heart

Listen to my voice inside your heart

Face your god

Your god

Face your god

Face your god

Face your god

Your god

On the lap of the world I lay my head

Pick my way carefully through our long past

Hold my hand, young one

Hold my hand

Listen to my voice

Hold my hand

Face your god

Your god