Interpret:

Cradle of Filth

Album:

Damnation And A Day

Led to other worlds
By the girls She curled within
I took their skins to see Her
Be my mannequin


Be my mannequin


I cannot remember
How it was that we first met
Curve of moon and haunted shore
The stars were not those heaven sent


Did we come together
At masked palatial Balls
In silks and flesh and leathers
Or did we come at all?
I dreamt a midnight castle
The eerie song of wolves
And eyes that danced with fire
As they have forever more


Our rites of sin
Have long fathered a hymn
To burden Him
Whom by slip of after whim
At genesis
Dressed Her like the wind
In Autumn gows
That pinned Her down
To be my mannequin


Be my mannequin


Always poised on winter
But never would She break
My lovecraft and black witch heart
That pounded in Her wake


We kissed on distant balconies
A law unto Her own
Thirteenth dark commandment
Of figures pressed to stone
Turning cream with fantasies
That God alone would know
We graced the vomitorium
With the sweet excess of Rome


Flagrant in the past
Our names were deeply carved
On the tree of life in long dead languages


Led to other worlds
By the girls She curled within
I took their skins to see Her
Be my mannequin


Be my mannequin


I tongued the nuns at Louviers
But not one word possessed
Her divine right, an archetype
For mortal Goddesses...