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Cradle Of Filth
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From The Cradle To Enslave
作词：Stuart Anstis, Dani Davey, Robin Mark Eaglestone, Keith Leslie Smith
Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave
Sickle constellations, stud the belt that welt the sky
Whilst the Bitter winter moon
Prowls the clouds, dead-eyed
Like shifting parent flesh under silk matricide
Watchful as she was upon Eden
Where every rose arbor and orchard she swept
Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
In an ancient tryst with catastrophe soon to be kept
Hear that hissing now on the breeze
As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden
A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls
Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees
This is the theme to a better Armageddon
Night chords rake the heavens
Pandaemonaeon
And what use are prayers to that God
As devils bay concenus for the space to piss
On your smouldering faith and the the mouldering face
Of this world long a paradise lost
This is the end of everything
Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring
Dance macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick activities will be freed when those lights burn black?
The dark side of the mirror always threw our malice back
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I see the serpentine in your eyes
The nature of the beast as revelations arrive
Our screams shall trail to Angels for those damned in flames repay
All sinners lose their lot on Judgment Day
We should have cut our losses as at Calvary
But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief
Salvation, like a promised nation gleamed a claim away
This is the end of everything you have ever known
Buried like vanquished reason
Death in season, driven like the drifting snow
Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasizing war
On our knees or another fucker's shore healing new flesh read
Then roared to a crooked cross and a Holy Cause
What else be whipped to frenzy for?
This is the end of everything
Rear the tragedies that the Seraphim shall sing
Old adversaries next of Eve now they're clawing back
I smell their cumming as through webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary Death they never left dreaming sodomies
To impress on human failure when we've bled upon our knees
Tablatures of gravel law shall see Gehenna paved
When empires fall and nightmares crawl
From the cradle to enslave
This is the end of everything
This is the end of everything
This is the end of everything
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