Cradle of Filth je black/gothicmetalová skupina založená v Suffolku ve Spojeném království roku 1991. Kapela, které dominuje chorobně ječivý vokál Daniho Filtha, hrála zprvu black metal doplněný o temné klávesové party. Dnes je její styl...

Píseň: Succumb To This

Interpret:
Cradle of Filth
Album:
The Manticore and Other Horrors
Succumb to this slicker genesis
The serpentine wish of a decandent stranger
This fixed insistence
From a twisted out-of-mind


He is scum to his kind
Slumming with the cast
Of his vast Imaginarium
Darkness come refined


Succumb to this wicked nemesis
The paralysis of hissing imminent danger
His kiss persistent, lips whisper his design


Numb with bliss, licked of menaces
This Philistine itch caught pissing in the manger
Is never distant from unresistant sides


Succumb to this


He will promise the earth
Laughing with the grasp
Of all past denominations
A master of rebirth


"Flee demon flee
I cast thee out with the power invested
Please leave me be
My heart is a biblical wreck"


Cease and just see
I rule this wide-eyed world unmolested
Increasing fantasies
With a wave of my hand
And high tides of turning freed


From the dizzying breeze of Quarantania


Beauty swoons in caresses of nature
Pleasures of the rooted flesh await her
The taste of heaven for endeavouring Man
To a grater measure of temptation's folly


Lo! The splendour of the throne
The feasting spread of best harvests
Picked clean off the bone
The shining kingdoms
Blent against red sunset skies
And everywhere the scent of better wonders
Set desires to fiery rise


"Tonight
All the stars burning bright are but a canopy for me
A cinderella story, stellar jealousies are rife
For my Prince holds a divine right
Enlightened with the glorious"


Blind faith falls for the First Seduction
Induction into halls of shame


With classic joys and fresh allures
Life leads fantastic overtures
"Indulge, only the coy abjure"
This orgiastic ride


Sigh!
His smile's just a laceration
With a fascination for the massing dark side


And he means war...


Succumb to this wicked nemesis
The paralysis of hissing imminent danger
His kiss persistent, lips whisper his design


Numb with bliss, licked of menaces
This Philistine itch caught pissing in the manger
Is never distant from his soul-corrupted prize


He will show miracles
Building on the fast
Iconoclastic innovations
Growing empirical


Succumb to this