All Swept Away - My Dying Bride

Sickness often, often attends me.

I’m ruled by pain

Tortured memories burning my brain.

Oh make it end

Killed for nothing.

Killed by no-one.

I was just a boy

Weak and lonely, cold and bloody.

Give me a hand

Cared by many, but I know none.

My life has gone

Rage and anger tearing through me.

Who’s God will pay?

Made me fight for you.

Made me die for you

You and your sick God.

You hope to be loved

We’re all swept away, so you can have your day

On blooded knees for you.

Heaven calls to you

But I won’t die without

Without your heart

In my hand