Lyrics Cemetery and Sundown - Cradle of Filth
We
rise
with
the
sun
in
the
underworld
We
suffer
from
a
graveless
name
We
prise
wide
lids
And
wounds
with
lips
curled
Over
teeth
that
have
tasted
shame
Cemetery
and
sundown
Against
the
flora
of
nightfall
We
gather
like
the
fauna
of
war
To
cure
Aurora
so
spiteful
With
her
stake
in
the
coming
of
dawn
To
conjure
forth
the
past
Those
heady
nights
of
pain
resplendent
In
the
service
of
the
Goddess
of
Death
When
her
sheets
ran
royalty
red
Moon
lengthen
or
crypt-kept
silhouettes
Shadows
dance,
eyes
flicker
in
descent
Unveil
the
greed,
our
needs
are
bitter,
spent
On
upturned
mouths
and
haunts
of
wickedness
We
walk
this
Eden,
a
secret
Faces
hidden
under
Leonine
pride
In
dusk's
embrace
We
find
it
hard
to
keep
it
When
blood
and
lust
and
waking
worlds
collide
Too
long
have
we
skulked
like
drifters
In
the
cities
of
the
neon
sun
Vagabond
dogs
and
graveyard
shifters
Mona
Lisas
where
the
paint
has
run
I
miss
our
glorious
past
Our
nightly
flights
on
fear
dependent
Like
phantoms
in
the
eaves
for
Miss
Christine
When
the
song
bird
broke
her
neck
Wolves
howl
their
fogbound
serenades
Churches
arch
their
backs
with
balustrades
Praise
be
to
the
shedding
of
masquerades
When
we
hunt
these
vestal
vermin
unafraid
Of
the
covenant
made...
Draw
the
blinds
on
the
floors
of
raw
meat
There
is
murder
in
the
thirst
Rich
red
vascular
tapestries
Hung
in
gilded
frames
of
nuns
asleep
In
dreams
where
themes
of
bestiality
Are
a
blessing
on
their
Sunday
sheep
Sermons
hang
a
black
gown
Over
cemetery
and
sundown
Now
the
clock
is
harrying
midnight
And
the
ghost
of
yet-to-come
Will
she
show
rewrites
of
dark
delight
Or
the
sewers
we've
overrun?
I
see
a
winter
palace
Cut
diamonds
at
a
porcelain
neck
When
Swan
Lake
crushed
poor
sanity's
spirit
As
I
threw
her
to
it
bled
We
rise
with
the
sun
in
the
underworld
We
suffer
from
a
graveless
name
We
prise
wide
lids
And
wounds
with
lips
curled
Over
teeth
that
have
tasted
shame
We
walk
this
Eden,
a
secret
Faces
hidden
under
Leonine
pride
In
dusk's
embrace
We
find
it
hard
to
keep
it
When
blood
and
lust
and
waking
worlds
collide.
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