A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil's Whore)

Исполнитель:
Cradle Of Filth
Просмотров:
143,980

Добавить в закладки

589

Мне нравится

Текст, перевод и аккорды “A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil's Whore)”
Death, spirit me away My anguished soul doth strain On taut and twisted reins Yet, insatiate I still remain Like a proud, unfalled star That dares thee from afar To calm my thund'rous heart Else, rend it's knots apart So I may never sing Of jewelled skies o'er my strings And love, a wanton thing Can plunge on burnt, black wings To hang amid the thorns In scarlet, like velvet worn About the clouded moon Who wanes in solitude.... I am alone Thirsting for the dark That lurks beneath marbled stone What black witchcraft Shalt prise thee from thy dreams And what perverse world-strategy Will wend it's way with thee from sleep? 'Rouse my disease And with cadent naked dance I shalt teach Thee wisdom of darkness From earth and red sea Lightbearing Samael Coalesce with me....' Twilight Through pagan city gates Bred shadows play like twining snake By candlelight Thanateros rites Death seduced and chaos wakes.... Obsession grips, blindragon fever In throes of scythed orgasm, Eros dies And Saturn rapes faith's lovelorn Diva Upon a cyprean altar, stripped bare for sacrifice Virtue births a demon Pandora's box, unhinged, sets loose the night Winged lilith born for want of Eden Fanning plumes of harlotry Like pearls before the desert swine The skies, they darken And the oceans part Storm forth indignant Kraken Reborn Venus as thou art Feasting at my banquet Of Saturnalia I call thee having wrestled The tides from lonely Diana 'For thee Endymion I forsake the cerements of this star-flung tomb' Be-with-us come Unveil the ancient flame Throw the cats our enemies Desire's menstrual strain Eastern Devil eyes A cruel erotic plague The Shekhina is in exile And the Israelites enslaved to shame Midnight Jerusalem A tenebrous phantasy Revelates to men Their celestial walls crumble When walks the Xul Born to the scarlet whore in Babylon The centuries of wait have all but gone Behold dark beauty stirs to conquer on and on Now worship Everything

Поделитесь с друзьями: