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: Blackest Magick In Practice
- Interpret:
- Cradle of Filth
- Album:
- Hammer of the Witches
I wish upon a star And think of all the things I should have asked Instead, I let the moment pass And now I'm bleeding On her faded photographs Tears So hard to swallow Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow Empty years, I could have followed My inamorata to the grave Uncertain words my heart denied Now seem so trivial I lost all the night she died Lies! She is alive! Beneath the ice Only darkest mirrors crack this Curse And I, immersed Invoke the worst Blackest Magick put to practice I remember then When the Autumn moon Would turn us back again We'd laugh and bask Amidst the underworld of men Both citing Baudelaire As our immortal saviour Tears So hard to swallow Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow Empty years, I could have followed My inamorata to the grave Words are so benumbing In my head, I hear the drumming Summoning, the dead are coming From fetid crypts my lips create Now grave powers start to rise Deflowerers shall suffer Those witness to your sacrifice Lies! She is alive! Beneath the ice Only darkest mirrors crack this Curse And I, immersed Invoke the worst Blackest Magick put to practice I think upon our time Those golden summers Of love echo so sublime As do winters drinking Too much festive wine Now the seasons shift Neath a creeping mist of horror Malefic entities I call upon thee Vibrating cosmic threads With shredded flesh Manifest destinies For those opposing me Everyone is killable Some just choose a vulgar death Now we will see What terrors shall be The dark crimson sea Drags the sun to oblivion Faced demons Arousing fire with tongues Laced with vicious memories Spatter twisted trees Rape is returned a thousandfold In the garden of unearthly delights Only when their minds lie in ruin Will I then hand them the knife Towers fall like broken skies Crashing through to Hell Where amid the debris, angels writhe Lies! She is alive! Beneath the ice Only darkest mirrors crack this Curse And I, immersed Invoke the worst Blackest Magick put to practice Death left me hopelessly blinded Resigned to the wrongs of his design I will never be alright Never be alright Never see the light That shone in the heart of heaven