Besedila: My Dying Bride. The Voice Of The Wretched (Live). The Fever Sea.

Over me
Cover me
Deep inside
The fever sea

Lame from my
My mother's womb
Born a cripple and sick
Under a red moon

My hands bleed
Feet red raw
I'm a broken man
Who dreamt the great war

The fear of life swallows me
Takes me through the fever sea
They crawl to me, cry for me
I'll drown them all in the fever sea

The feast flows on forever
Devour me until never
Fill them all with horror
Let them sleep with terror

Who calls me now
Then turns away?
Who takes the night
And brings day?

Lame from my
My father's hand
Born to heal
Heal in every land

The fear of life swallows me
Takes me through the fever sea

The cold feel
Of my skin
I try to lose
But always win

Lame from my
My own hand
Believe me I've tried
Tried to make a stand