Interpret:

Cradle of Filth

Album:

Nymphetamine

The time has come 
To rise again 
Freedom lift thy sewered hem 
Free from beasts and skewered men 


My dreams unroll 
Ten thousand fold 
Their world will never take me 
They will never desecrate my soul 


The stars I have grasped 
Are so far lonely constellations 
And wishing on those stars 
My spirit bars annihilation 


From earthen miseries 
Hosts of most fell forms of greed 
Ghosts of pearly gate remissions 


Forever haunting me 
Slit the witch and watch him bleed 
As with any inquisition 


Lying from the start 
The preachers piled their craft 
Scoffing elder glories 
And dying, I depart 
To make their sunken hearts 
A coffin for their stories 


The time is past 
The falter when 
Freedom slips my sombre pen 
And the gates to wolves break open then 


My feelings may 
Seem constant prey 
But claws no more will rake me 
Those whores have fled to darker days 


Above and beyond 
I have wronged in my position 
But now the winds are strong 
To soar from Babel's vision 


Of cutthroat jealousies 
Dock to dock these mongrels breed 
Dogs of fogged derision 


Pacing, soon to be 
Back to pack mentality 
When my killing moon is risen 


Trying from the start 
These creatures of the dark 
Were quaffing morning glories 
And dying, I depart 
To make their drunken hearts 
A coffin for their stories 


Innovation in ovation 
Imagination stirs 


Somewhere the dusk is lining 
Red the shore of a roaring sea 
And though loved there is someone pining 
For the waves of blood to run and rescue me: 


The time has come 
To rise again 
Freedom lift thy sewered hem 
Free from beasts and skewered men 


My dreams unroll 
Ten thousand fold 
Their world will never take me 
They will never desecrate my soul 


Their world will never break me 
They will never desecrate my soul