paroles de chanson Heartbreak and Seance - Cradle of Filth
Before
the
war,
this
grave
darksome
pall
Pressed
upon
the
face
of
England
We
were
sovereign
to
nothing
less
Than
the
map
of
our
souls
solicitous
to
reign
Together
in
a
peace
these
wicked
times
disdain
Then
Empire
saw
much
more
to
gain
The
crown
discounts
our
loss
Life
cannot
count
the
cost
These
numbers
fount
like
water
The
dead,
the
dying,
those
on
route
to
slaughter
Valentine,
sweet
spine
entwined
I
am
sorry
that
I
left
you
here,
in
time
I
will
find
the
path
back
from
the
other
side
So
keep
a
candle
burning
in
your
heart
that
is
my
shrine
No
Momento
Mori
For
he
passed
away
for
faraway
glory
So
tear
the
pages
from
this
castaway
story
Spilling
tears
fill
her
lachrymatory
She
seeks
to
pierce
the
veil
Melancholia
speaks
the
fiercest
tale
Weeks
are
growing
lonelier
ever
stonier
regaled
Love's
bond
responding
beyond
the
pale
The
planchette
is
promissory
Purveyance
of
this
seance
In
obeisance
to
the
spirits
before
their
dismissory
The
crown
discounts
our
loss
Life
cannot
count
the
cost
These
numbers
fount
like
water
The
dead,
the
dying,
those
on
route
to
slaughter
Valentine,
sweet
spine
entwined
I
am
sorry
that
I
left
you
here,
in
time
I
will
find
the
path
back
from
the
other
side
So
please
accept
my
kisses
through
the
whispers
of
the
Ouija
board
I
suffer
alone
So
far
from
home
watching
you
from
a
distance
A
shadow's
persistence
to
roam
No
time
to
atone
You
flower
alone
Beautifully
graven
you
cut
a
black
raven
Whose
tower
has
flown
No
Momento
Mori
For
he
passed
away
for
faraway
glory
So
tear
the
pages
from
this
castaway
story
Spilling
tears
fill
her
lachrymatory
She
seeks
to
pierce
the
veil
Melancholia
speaks
the
fiercest
tale
Weeks
are
growing
lonelier
ever
stonier
regaled
Love's
bond
responding
beyond
the
pale
The
planchette
is
promissory
Purveyance
of
this
seance
In
obeisance
to
the
spirits,
ghosts
that
haunt
amiss,
amie
Winter
seems
far
colder
Without
you
by
my
shoulder
now
this
year
Faith's
blinding
glare
advanced
to
frost
Finds
her
there,
entranced
to
cross
To
breach
death's
porous
border
And
reach
where
breath
affords
no
quarter
Helpless,
I
see
her
resolve
harden
This
is
where
it
ends,
how
the
wretchedness
portends
The
knife
in
her
hand,
on
the
stretch
to
the
promised
land
And
this
is
how
they
found
my
light
Clutching
tight
that
fateful
telegram
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