My Dying Bride

Before us lies the story of
Enfolding joy, endless love
Given to me through a dream
A following brought from above
I couldn't help myself
God walks by my side
Within my limbs burns hate
Believe me how I cried
The tremble of my hand
Blinded by my tears
But I stand heroic. The holy words I hear
With glory and blazing eyes
I rise into bloody skies
Myself a storm, ravaging
The wrath of God, down I bring