My Dying Bride

You're mine when you're bleeding
Divine to the end
Bid adieu to your breathing
No more pretence
I will witness your leaving
With tears in my eyes
But not for your sleeping
Just when you arise
The girl you take in you
Will now cease to be
And the woman within you
At last can be free
Passions and crime. Your lover and mine
Deep came the need. And sweet was her bleed
Through purity and through light