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Cradle Of Filth lyrics
Album: Total Fucking Darkness [1993]
| The Black Goddess Rises | |
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Thee I invoke, bornless one
all woman, pure predator
wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell
like a seething fall from grace
Thee I worship...
Thou art darkest Gabrielle
no church shall bar our path
seductive Evil drink your fill
of the bleeding christ in your arms
You are in my dreams
the darkness in my eyes
the rapture in my screams
Black Goddess arise
Nothing will keep us apart
we could kill them all
if our desire tore free
Our union is one, sweet, sinful Eve
And the night draws in beside her
as we embrace the dark side by side
I pour my soul to those eyes full of fire
to harvest the seed ploughed inside her
Archangel, snare the flesh
suck dry the ebbing wound
leave them lifeless and broken
my beloved...
Oh, how I craved for you
You so pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winter
am I to bleed myself dry to see your delight?
And the fear retreats forever
(come to me... Black Goddess arise)
when my secrets are buried in thine
(come to me... Black Goddess arise)
under seven stars we came together
(come to me... Black Goddess arise)
to plot the new age's decline
(come to me... Arise!)
Ishtar my Queen
come forth to me
and help me seize
my future from the House of Death
That in the release of immortality
I should slay their fucking nazarene
Ah... the lies... the jew... I kill for you
Hidden lusts will break the gates and swarm
as love secretes the thrill for war
the virgin raped shall seek to whore
She-wolf bare your snarling jaw
"Caught in thy net of shadows,
what dreams hast thou to show?
Who treads the silent meadows,
to worship thee below?"
Traditional
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| Unbridled At Dusk | |
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A celebration of the damned
The unfettered few who choose to roam
Sharing more than sexual excess
Sowing more than vexing stones
Favourite haunts of depravation
Where the morning fears to tread
Covenant revere the sullen cain
Strike the tethered liar dead
Dark solstice fever burns in me
Like the tugging of my veins to feed
Ravaging Raven-Lust
Unbridled at dusk
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| The Raping Of Faith | |
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Flowers lift your precious head to me
I have come to her warm embrace
The gentle touch of surreality
A sweet kiss from beloved faith
The gardens swim with fervent life tonight
I sense the beauty that waits for me there
Dancing with the statues in the pale moonlight
The velveret whisper at play with her hair
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| As Deep As Any Burial | |
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Thrill, kill the black cult
Walk among the weak by night
Affliction...
Deep as any burial
Take their worthless lives...
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| Fraternally Yours | |
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Pour submission into me
No church shall bar our paths
Seductive evil drink...
your fill of the bleeding christ in your arms
Where scorn is fed in the blackest fucking soul!
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