From The Cradle To Enslave (исполнитель: Cradle Of Filth)
Two thousand fattened years like maniacs Have despoiled [bad word] grave Now what necrophagous [bad word] backs From the cradle to enslave? Sickle constellations Stud the belts that welt the sky Whilst the bitter winter moon Prowls the clouds, dead-eyed Like shifting parent flesh Under silk matricide..... Watchful as she was upon Eden Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept Hid the hissing of a serpant Libido In an ancient tryst with catastrophe Soon to be kept Hear that hissing now on the breeze As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden fresh horror blows But ten billion souls Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees This is the theme to a better Armageddon Nightchords rake the heavens PAN DAEMON AEON And what use are prayers to that "god"? As devils bay concensus for the space to [bad word] On your smouldering faith And the mouldering face Of this world long a paradise lost This is the end of everything Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring Danse macabre neath the tilt of the zodiac Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black? The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back.... I see the serpentine in your eyes The nature of the beast as revelations arrive Our screams shall trail to Angels For those damned in flame repay All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day We should have cut our losses as at Calvary But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief Salvation, like a promised nation Gleamed a claim away... This is the end of everything you have ever known Buried like vanquished reason Death in season Driven like the drifting snow Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war On our knees or another [bad word] s shore Hailing new flesh Read, then roared To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause What else be whipped to frenzy for? This is the end of everything Rear the tragedies That the Seraphim shall sing Old adverseries Next of Eve Now they re clawing back I smell their cumming As through webbed panes of meat Led by hoary Death They never left Dreaming sodomies To impress on human failure When we ve bled upon our knees Tabulatures of gravel law Shall see Gehennah paved When empires fall And nightmares crawl From the cradle to enslave... This is the end of everything