Here in the Throat - My Dying Bride
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Here in the Throat Lyrics
I need him
To wash me of my sin
To take me from this place
To heal me of my woundsI need him
To clean your mark off me
To wipe you from my eyes
To strike you from my heartI need him
I know, not what, I do or say
But I, do what, I say and believe
You need himTo take you from this place
To heal you from your wounds
You need him
To clean my mark off youTo wipe me from your eyes
To strike me from your heart
You need him
You are, nothing to me, anymoreI hope, I mean, nothing to you
I want a place to hide, somewhere far from your side
There is no stopping you, there's nothing you won't do
You're killing for your God, the stench that youHave trod
The world is black to you, until you slay me too
I'm wasted under you, I meant nothing at all
Thank God I wasted you, no longer will I fallI will live again
your grasp on me has gone
your downfall and your end
At last my peace has comeBefore I end let me tell you
Never lay down for anyone at all
Songwriters
ANDREW CRAIGHAN, ADRIAN JACKSON, RICHARD MIAH, MARTIN POWELL, CALVIN ROBERTSHAW, AARON STAINTHORPEPublished by
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