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Scorched Earth Erotics - Cradle of Filth

"Sunset, expect This to be your last with Our vast return As Death is set At three sixes where hill-beacons burn Darkness, undress Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar Blood-red, yet still unfed Lips"

Her Ghost In The Fog - Cradle of Filth

""The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait Soft winds whisper the bidding of trees As this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart And the Midnightmare trampling of dreams But oh, no tears please Fear"

Tearing The Veil From Grace - Cradle of Filth

"Biblical choirs soar beyond veiled light A swansong for ravens trapped flapping in night A tragic yet magickal fall from grace Too awful to taste for the led and the chaste Those whose long fetters are"

A Toast To Those Who Are Gone - Phil Ochs

"C Am Many's the hour I've lain by my window C Am and thought of the people who carried the burden C Am Who marched in the"

The Cradle Will Fall - Skyclad

"A species in its infancy--a living idiosyncrasy, This 'naked ape' believes itself divine. Assured of its supremacy--it dreams of immortality, The first words that it speaks--"This world is mine." But the"

Who Died - Hot Snakes

"I'm at a seance I tried prayer Ex boyfriends, relatives and neighbors Say you aren't there Tried the priest I tried the maid They tried to reach you But you're in the grave My friends all wanna know Who"

Cradle - L'Arc~En~Ciel

"Iki o shinaide me o tojitetada nagare ni yudanemahsouAoi tsuki no inryoku niyura yura yure shizunde yukuSotto namiutsu you nisore wa ah... yurikago no you niI float in cosmos for the place to returnLiving"

Rise Of The Pentagram - Cradle of Filth

"One dark afternoon Like a shadow I flew Through the rain that fell sick with lament To this house of incest For when we undressed Blasphemies against Venus were rent Though her sister removed Her white"

The Promise Of Fever - Cradle of Filth

"In the beginning Rimmed with wind and storm A great black wrath of infinite math Spat snarling into form And there was Heaven Lit up with precious stones Each one could fall but for the rule Of Faith and"

Hammer of the Witches - Cradle of Filth

"Breastfed red dementias Familiar with their suckled hostess Unhinge her bridle scold A quest for misadventure Wrests her glare of buckled gnosis From bloodstained floor to holy centrefold Death is tensing"

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