Lyrics The Promise of Fever (Live) - Cradle of Filth

And the earth was without form and void
And darkness was upon the face of the deep
The world began and the wind whispered song
And the first man saw heaven and earth
From falling into song
And there were devils
Licked up with precious stones
Each one a form above the rules
Of faith and love and stronger bones
And there in profound wonders
Affliction to be seen
Far above the bloodbath
Reflections of the past
Foggy ancient nightmare
The embers place were set
With waves where stars did not depart
All creation were there
The world began and the wind did whisper songs
And screaming demons tore
With false postures from souls of something gone
With Gabriel and Michael
Each shot with his intent
But my all see the joys of thee
As first men to have won
Of golden lips of children
Whose faces curly red
With blackening strains of harvesting
In notes the grandpa sent
Of virgin, nymph, and amulet
Choirs at repent
And hymns of plagues with moaning faint
That for a jealous peace God was bent
Shining, parallel
Lust restored to fallen skaters
Bask in glory blue
To the sweet sacred of the true
Sweet haunting music swayed the breeze
With curling tongues and luscid leaves
As through thick, belting mist he wandered
Gone until at last past trapping trees
He paused to draw forbidden streams
That whispered sirens from within
To drown his thirst
These waters held secrets
Like whet-rash and dopes
Wherein evil lingers
Tore me down for crystal
And drunk with the verse
Of deniers first words
The ways of the universe
Found in words
Horrid numbers to quit at this turn
The rotting of bastards that conquer the world
Love the rare orchids who fragile in bloom
Spike up in where verdant earth she did burn
Shining, parallel
With the hidden and shaded mirror
Running from the noose
In silence be my taboo
Suck up the spider body
Suck up a spider body
Whetted spines of veiled scenes
Of forest, ash and bliss
Spiritual scores of silver scream
Of truth unheard, deleted scenes
Taken up as far it seems
God is worthy, clearest
Those waters hid visions
I butchered them all
Perverse in the course
Of my stranded battle
The world began and the world was dead and gone
Of belted hoods and ignorance
In incoerations flown
A marble dark of angels
Sworn to the morning star
Yet in pride and deep inside
Delusioners we bare