paroles de chanson A Gothic Romance - Cradle of Filth
Evening
minuetto
in
a
castle
by
the
sea
A
jewel
more
radiant
than
the
moon
Lowered
Her
mask
to
me
The
sublimest
creature
- the
Gods
full
of
fire
Would
marvel
at
making
their
Queen
Infusing
the
air
with
Her
fragrant
desire
And
my
heart
reeled
with
grave
poetry
...
From
grace
I
fell
in
love
with
Her
Scent
and
feline
lure
And
jade
woodland
eyes
that
ushered
in
the
impurest
Erotic,
laden
fantasies
amid
this
warm
Autumn
night
She
lulled
me
away
from
the
rich
masquerade
And
together
we
clung
in
the
bloodletting
moonlight
Pearled
luna,
what
spell
didst
thou
cast
on
me?
Her
icy
kiss
fervoured
my
neck
Like
whispering
waves
'pon
Acheron's
beach
In
a
whirl
of
sweet
voices
and
statues
That
phantomed
the
dying
trees
This
debauched
seductress
in
black,
took
me
...
In
a
pale
azured
dawn
like
Ligeia
reborn
I
tore
free
of
my
sleep-sepulchre
On
the
sea
misted
lawn
where
stone
figures,
forlorn
Lamented
the
spectre
of
Her
Bewildered
and
weak,
yet
with
passion
replete
I
hungered
for
past
overtures
The
curse
of
unrest
and
her
ardent
caress
Came
much
more
than
my
soul
could
endure
...
I,
at
once,
endeavoured
to
see
Her
again
Stirring
from
midnight's
inertia
Knowing
not
even
her
name
On
a
thin
precipice
over
carnal
abyss
I
danced
like
a
blind
acolyte
Drunk
on
red
wine,
her
dead
lips
on
mine
Suffused
with
the
perfume
of
night
For
hours
I
scoured
the
surrounding
grounds
In
vain
that
we
might
meet
When
storm
clouds
broke,
ashened,
fatigued
I
sought
refuge
in
a
cemeterty
Sleep,
usher
dreams
Taint
to
nightmares
from
a
sunless
nether
Mistress
of
the
dark
I
now
know
what
thou
art
Screams
haunt
my
sleep
Dragged
from
nightmares
thou
hast
wed
together
Lamia
and
Lemures
Spawned
thee
leche
To
snare
my
flesh
Portrait
of
the
Dead
Countess
Deep
stained
pain
that
I
had
dreamt
Flaunted
demise,
life's
punishment
Leaving
little
strength
to
seal
this
wretched
tomb
...
But
poised
nectar
within
my
stirs
Up
feverous
desire
and
morbid
purpose
to
search
Through
cobwebbed
drapery
to
where
she
swoons
Goddess
of
the
graveyard,
of
the
tempest
and
moon
In
flawless
fatal
beauty
her
very
visage
compels
Glimpses
of
a
heaven
where
ghost
companies
fell
To
mourning
the
loss
of
god
in
blackest
velvet
Enrobed
in
their
downfall
like
a
swift
silhouette
Fleeting,
enshadowed
Thou
art
privy
to
my
sin
Secrets
dead,
wouldst
thou
inflict
The
cruel
daylights
upon
my
skin?
Dost
thou
not
want
to
worship
me
With
crimson
sacrifice
So
my
cunt
may
twitch
against
thy
kiss
And
weep
with
new-found
life?
Red
roses
for
the
Devil's
Whore
...
Dark
angels
taste
my
tears
And
whisper
haunting
requiems
Softly
to
mine
ear
Need-fires
have
lured
abominations
here
...
Nocturnal
pulse
My
veins
spill
forth
their
waters
Rent
by
lips
I
cherish
most
Awash
on
her
perfidious
shores
Where
drowning
umbra
o'er
the
stars
Ebon's
graves
where
lovers
whore
Like
seraphim
and
Nahemah
Pluck
out
mine
eyes,
hasten,
attest
Blind
reason
against
thee,
Enchantress
For
I
must
know,
art
thou
not
death?
My
heart
echoes
bloodless
and
incensed
...
Doth
temptation
prowl
night
in
vulvic
revelry
Did
not
the
Queen
of
Heaven
come
as
Devil
to
me?
On
that
fatal
Hallow's
Eve
when
we
fled
company
As
the
music
swept
around
us
in
the
crisp,
fated
leaves
UNder
horned
Diana
where
her
bloodline
was
sewn
In
a
graveyard
of
Angels
rent
in
cool
marbled
stone
I
am
grieving
the
loss
of
life
in
sombre
velvet
Enrobed
in
Death's
shadow
like
a
swifter
Silhouette
...
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