My Dying Bride - One Of Beauty's Daughters

Your name will walk the years of shame Your hands, my face, the look, the taste To gaze how fondly on my beautiful face To fold thee in my great arms, my dark embrace In my arms I comforted her and she looked up at me Weep she did and tried to escape, my mind she'd read I held her face in my hands and winked my eye Whispering into her ear, 'Now you are mine' Her eyes, her cries, my thoughts, she dies Walk away, she can try, and if she does, lets you die She leaves behind her golden shell It's [Incomprehensible] into her cell And I will walk the endless miles To hear her talk and to bask in her smile And rain it comes, I knew it would My tears don't run but I wish it would