Текст песни Blackest Magick in Practice - Cradle of Filth

I wish upon a star
And think of all the things I should have asked
Instead, I let the moment pass
And now I'm bleeding on her faded photographs

Tears so hard to swallow
Sorrow blears and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I should have followed
My inamorata to the grave

Uncertain words my heart denied
Now seem so trivial
I lost it all the night she died

Lies, she is alive
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this curse
And I immersed, invoke the worst
Blackest magick put to practice

I remember then
When the Autumn moon would turn us back again
We'd laugh and bask amidst the underworld of men
Both citing Baudelaire as our immoral saviour

Tears so hard to swallow
Sorrow blears and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I should have followed
My inamorata to the grave

Words are so benumbing
In my head, I hear the drumming
Summoning, the dead are coming
From fetid crypts my lips create

Now grave powers start to rise
Deflowerers shall suffer
My witness to your sacrifice

Lies, she is alive
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this curse
And I immersed, invoke the worst
Blackest magick put to practice

I think upon our time
Those golden summers of love echo so sublime
As do winters, drinking too much festive wine
Now the seasons shift neath a creeping mist of horror

Malefic entities
I call upon thee vibrating cosmic threads
With shredded flesh
Malefic entities
For those opposing me, everyone is killable
Some just choose a vulgar death, ahh!

Now we will see
What terrors shall be
The dark crimson sea
Drags the Sun to oblivion

Faced demons, arousing fire with tongues
Laced with vicious memories
Spatter twisted trees
Rape is returned a thousandfold
In the garden of unearthly delights
Only when their minds lie in ruin
Will I then hand them the knife?

Towers fall like broken skies
Crashing through to Hell
Where amid the debris, angels writhe

Lies, she is alive
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this curse
And I immersed, invoke the worst
Blackest magick put to practice

Death left me hopelessly blinded
Resigned to the wrongs of his design
I will never be alright, never be alright
Never see the light that shone in the heart of Heaven