Lyrics Midnight Shadows Crawl to Darken Counsel With Life - Cradle of Filth
[Gilles
de
Rais:]
Sometimes
I
beheaded
them,
with
daggers,
with
poignards,
with
knives
Sometimes
I
suspended
them
in
my
room
from
a
pole,
or
by
a
hook
and
cords
and
strangled
them
And
when
they
were
languishing,
I
committed
with
them
the
evils
of
the
flesh
The
evening
air
laps
thick
about
The
stagnant
moat
that
Tiffuages
claims
As
dusk
now
slips
away
Where
taught
to
run,
the
rotten
tongue
Of
a
hotter
Götterdämerung
Has
started
licking
like
a
flame
Whispers
in
the
dismal
mist
Are
full
of
crystal
promises
Black
rites
begun
in
earnest
Ignite
Hell's
hungry
furnace
Behold
the
bold
inauguration
of
the
dark
side
Demonic
passions
climbing
Ill-fated
stars
aligning
Tonight
these
sights
are
guaranteed
to
feed
the
master
The
tide
of
blood
is
rising
His
gifts
will
be
providing
Unmasked,
the
phantom
lord
de
Rais
Haunts
the
furthest
tower
Wherein
death
has
sucked
the
hour
There,
throttled
gasps
are
tantamount
to
foreplay
And
drooling
razors
next
to
come
Unspool
red
secrets
from
the
young
The
moon
grinned
full,
the
games
were
chaste
When
the
children
first
arrived
Now
midnight
shadows
crawl
apace
To
darken
council
with
their
lives
Flesh
and
ecstasy
as
sport
Are
immortal
vices
of
the
highest
order
Wherein
devilry
holds
sway
Behold
blind
walls
where
these
cockatrice
squalled
Their
songs
of
Necronomicon
Spoke
out
of
Gilles
de
Rais
Behold
the
bold
inauguration
of
the
dark
side
Demonic
passions
climbing
Ill-fated
stars
aligning
Tonight
these
sights
are
guaranteed
to
feed
the
master
The
tide
of
blood
is
rising
His
gifts
will
be
providing
Unmasked,
the
phantom
lord
de
Rais
Haunts
the
furthest
tower
Wherein
death
has
sucked
the
hour
There,
throttled
gasps
are
tantamount
to
foreplay
And
drooling
razors
next
to
come
Unspool
red
secrets
from
the
young
Each
murdered
son,
each
frozen
rose
Handpicked,
was
gently
fed
To
the
sumptuous
one
in
black
and
those
Whose
lives
where
thrown
in
with
the
dead
The
candles
lit,
the
stage
was
set
As
it
was
in
sainted
days
When
censers
swung
and
banners
hung
On
the
Siege
of
Orleans
on
the
painted
Seine
Now
the
castle
floats
in
the
drifting
fog
Torn
from
it's
moorings
Like
a
shipwreck
dredged
from
Hell
As
innocents
entreat
a
shifting
God
Their
voices
soaring
On
a
silver
tide
to
heaven
On
a
knife
edge
as
they
fell
The
blade
would
plunge
in
virulent
arcs
Such
wounds
would
stretch
away
By
the
fireside,
warmed
to
creative
sparks
Of
the
monster
Gilles
de
Rais
Gilded
Gilles
de
Rais
Comets
vomited
The
restless
bells
of
crime
Peeled
black
skin
from
broken
bones
Of
angels
cut
from
the
nicks
of
time
Festering
faces
with
painted
eyes
The
prettiest
kept
to
be
thrust
inside
Gaping
necromantic
from
the
mantle-side
Caked
in
kissed
goodbyes
Caked
in
kissed
goodbyes
Days
faded
in
decay
The
stench
of
perfume
lied
No
horror
in
the
glades
of
man
Was
left
for
Barron
to
provide
So
unique
was
the
beat
of
his
poisoned
heart
And
it's
sordid,
morbid
crack
No
further
atrocity
could
possibly
surpass
Unrewarded,
bored,
he
turned
his
burning
back
The
evening
air
laps
thick
about
The
moat
that
Tiffuages
claims
As
dusk
now
slips
away
Where
taught
to
run,
the
rotten
tongue
Of
a
hotter
Götterdämerung
Has
started
licking
like
a
flame
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