Interpret:

Cradle of Filth

Album:

Thornography

Libertina Grimm 
Howitzer glare and spitfire blade 
Wooed by Dresden serenades 
Her soundtrack now a bombing raid 
Bored of Vaudeville 


God was six days sober 
On the night that she was born 
To the glistening star of a bible class 
An icon now in religious porn 
She was Alice through the gloryhole 
An ejaculate misconception 
Disney-esque, the high priestess 
Of greed and deepest dark deception 


All best-to-bury whims 
For Miss Libertina Grimm 


She, that little red riding crop 
Brer Werewolf at her stocking tops 
Beneath the tightened leather strop 
Of the basque of the houndervilles 


At the stroke of midnight come 
She polished verse and hearses 
In a poisonous pen dipped in omen 
To her surgeon full of general curses 
In the hand of morgue redeemers 
Though the dead always pleased her more 
Squatting in her coffins 
Flirting curtsies to the thirteenth floor 


Tip your hats 
For sweet Libertina Grimm 
Fantasy and candy stores 
Snow white and the seven straws 
Smoke and mirrors on all fours… 
Libertina Grimm 


Her brothers grim, her sisters through 
The final dance will be the cue 
She amputates to fit the shoe 
Libertina Grimm 


Libertina Grimm 


Mystery kindled in a blackened room 
Nine candles lit to improve the gloom 
She sees the dark as she feels her womb 
Full of hidden secrets 
They haunt her heart, those precious few 
Those Count Lestats and Betty Blues 
Those tortured souls just like me and you 
Full of hidden secrets 


No, don’t go 
Don’t you leave me here 
So alone 
Libertina 
No, don’t you go 
Don’t you leave me here 
So alone 
Where the dead are free to roam