Cradle Of Filth Lyrics
Cradle Of Filth Lyrics
"Tortured Soul Asylum Lyrics"
Passacaglia / A Bud and a Slice Lyrics
Give me a Bud and a slice And leave me alone If I want your advice, I'll ask ya They tell me that caviar's nice, but I wouldn't know So what's it to you Who needs your airs And your microbrew Look at the sun See how it hangs So still in the sky Give me the new TV Guide And get off the phone Go on and take sides, it's not my problem Waiting for worlds to collide in the comfort of home They say Lucifer's free Wh
Give me a Bud and a slice And leave me alone If I want your advice, I'll ask ya They tell me that caviar's nice, but I wouldn't know So what's it to you Who needs your airs And your microbrew Look at the sun See how it hangs So still in the sky Give me the new TV Guide And get off the phone Go on and take sides, it's not my problem Waiting for worlds to collide in the comfort of home They say Lucifer's free Wh
Oh, sweet Midian
I burn for thee at heart
Don't despair Me
Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather
To where pleasure rings deep secrets
In spurts after dark..." *
Under full moons waxing lyrically
Death's poetry floods the soul
Like the freezing seed of a demon freed
To curse the stars with vertigo
And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to darker sides
A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies
Midian...
Haunted by this portent
This obsession in my mind
With a city sunk below
Tall cedar groves and graves sublime
Sporting their importance
Marble wings spread to the skies
A vale of dreams that it would seem
The daylights race to leave behind
These visions struck like a furious fuck
Nailing wet lips to cold cemetery walls
Flashes of lust to dust
Splashed across my psychic
Son Of Mustang Ford Lyrics
Yeah Mustang take me Mustang Ford take me far away Been driving for days now Been driving to take the pain away Gotta get some love now Love back in my veins, gotta kill this pain Drove down to the shoreline Hey shoreline take me far away There was a sign by the roadside Back by the road is where my body's layin' Hallucinogen headlamps My sane scape's disrupted in a pickup truck Drive Hallucinogen headlamps My san
pallYeah Mustang take me Mustang Ford take me far away Been driving for days now Been driving to take the pain away Gotta get some love now Love back in my veins, gotta kill this pain Drove down to the shoreline Hey shoreline take me far away There was a sign by the roadside Back by the road is where my body's layin' Hallucinogen headlamps My sane scape's disrupted in a pickup truck Drive Hallucinogen headlamps My san
As hybrid lovers reached their cusp
With final thrusts I saw it all
Forbidden Midian
A long fabled Judecca
A sanctuary for sin...
To rival Heaven
[None of Eden's tragic wreck]
Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and vault
Gaunt, haunched edifices
Midst lightfingered mists
From whence more awful shadows
Drew back rusted bolts
And dared a threshold
The searing Sun had knelt to kiss
Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth
The Tribes of Christ will not forgive
And shall not suffer their kind to live
For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs
Or their waltz so sibilant
Through the gathering gloom
But from flumes of the moon in bloom
Baring cach a face effaced
And raped in the womb
In hidden Midian
A vatican lying in state
For the sanctity of sin...
To rival Heaven
Tragic wreck
Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault
Caught twist
Deceiver (Self-Righteous Betrayer) Lyrics
[Lyrics by Mike Saez, Music by: John McEntee & Kyle Severn] I don't know your followers are so deceived, Into believing that a god like you could exist Dictated through the tales and mortal gods, I see right through all of your pathetic lies I envision this holy land Smothered by your deceit You give false promises to the ones who believe Feeding off the fear of the helpless and weak In search of hope, and a more fulfil
ed whispers where fisted sisters[Lyrics by Mike Saez, Music by: John McEntee & Kyle Severn] I don't know your followers are so deceived, Into believing that a god like you could exist Dictated through the tales and mortal gods, I see right through all of your pathetic lies I envision this holy land Smothered by your deceit You give false promises to the ones who believe Feeding off the fear of the helpless and weak In search of hope, and a more fulfil
Haunched, flaunted orifice
Midst lighter fingered mists
Whilst I watched without revolt
Carnalities few beasts permit
Between the dog and wolf
Bared fangs met in intercourse
A nightly rite of teeth and cunt
For those below who rose to hunt
Sor sights that preyed on Me for days
And in laudenum's haze
I painted them all...
The slew of sith and kin
I drew in blood, my veins in thrall
To Deathugees at peace within
Grotesques and wolves in womens skins
The raven winged and missing limbed
Suicides and split thighed Seraphim
And marble stairs
Stargrazers dare
Ascend like prayer
Under fullmoons waxing lyrically
Death's poetry floods the soul
Like the recking weed of a demon freed
To curse the star with vertigo
And in their dance, in trance I prise wide
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gat
Turns Cold To The Touch Lyrics
The surface of a broken hand, a credent hand with nothing to hold face turns cold to the touch. My face was white, laying on the cold tile floor the floor. When i entered your room last night, your face left me as coward. Now I'm left with nothing but your stare that's burning me. I don't try because I'll fail. I'm just in line with the rest of admire. The surface of a broken hand, a credent hand with nothing left to hold. face turns cold to t
es to other sidesThe surface of a broken hand, a credent hand with nothing to hold face turns cold to the touch. My face was white, laying on the cold tile floor the floor. When i entered your room last night, your face left me as coward. Now I'm left with nothing but your stare that's burning me. I don't try because I'll fail. I'm just in line with the rest of admire. The surface of a broken hand, a credent hand with nothing left to hold. face turns cold to t
A labyrinth wherein Midian hides
Midian...
I know I've seen
Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity
Lucent prides amassed in last retreat
Prurient souls but no more freaks
Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from Me
And just like grim ascension prophecies
My revenge, carved deep, will be
A grisly plot that reads
Like my filthy white ward spattered with their screams
When My Deviliverers come from fog for Me...
Please come for me...
Exhuming the moon
Through the bars in My room
The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through...
[But no Genotypes, Aphrodite, Demonarchaetypes
No Cenobytes rise to claim Me for you]
No! No! No! No! No! No!
Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell
No! No! Nononono!
With prophets and losses
And dead men from crosses
My fate is a preview of derelict Hell
Midian