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      Cradle Of Filth

      Album: Babalon

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      Cradle Of Filth - Babylon AD Música y Letra

      I bled on a pivotal stretch
      Like a clockwork Christ
      Bears sore stigmata, bored
      And as I threw Job, I drove
      Myself to a martyred wretch
      To see if I drew pity
      Or pretty litanies from the Lord
      So the plot sickened
      With the coming of days
      Ill millennia thickened
      With the claret I sprayed
      And though they saw red
      I left a dirty white stain
      A splintered knot in the grain
      On Eden’s marital aid
      So glad for the madness
      I walked the walls naked to the moon
      In Sodom and Babylon
      And through rich whores and corridors
      Of the Vatican
      I led a sordid Borgia on
      I read the Urilia text
      So that mortals wormed
      As livebait for the dead
      And as I broke hope, I choked
      Another Pope with manna peel
      Dictating to desade
      In the dark entrails of the Bastille
      And as He wrote, I smote
      A royal blow to the heads of France
      And in the sheen of guillotines
      I saw others, fallen, dance
      I was an incurable
      Necromantic old fool
      A phagadaena that crawled
      Drooling over the past
      A rabid wolf in a shawl
      A razor’s edge to the rule
      That the stars overall
      Were never destined to last
      So glad for the madness
      I furnaced dreams, a poet, foe of sleep
      Turning sermons with the smell
      On Witchfinder fingers
      Where bad memories lingered
      Burning, as when Dante
      Was freed to map Hell
      I sired schemes and the means
      To catch sight of the seams
      And the vagaries inbetween
      And midst the lips and the curls
      Of this cunt of a world
      In glimpses I would see
      A nymph with eyes for me
      Eyes of fire that set all life aflame
      Lights that surpassed art
      In sight, that no intense device of pain
      Could prise their secrets from my
      I knew not Her name
      Though her kiss was the same
      Without a whisper of shame
      As either Virtue or Sin’s
      And pressed to Her curve
      I felt my destiny swerve
      From damnation reserved
      To a permanent grin
      So glad for the madness

      Cradle Of Filth - Babylon AD Música y Letra



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