Interpret:

Cradle of Filth

Album:

Cruelty And The Beast

An Archangel in bondage 
Bediademed, souled 
With a murder of ravens 
But no less Astarte to behold 
Abandoned by Heaven 
To the dead, dark and past 
Cast Her dispersions 
On life's brittle glass 


And though Her eyes still held fire 
As stonewalls caged the beast 
'Gainst the lassitudes of Death 
She fought but fell to greet 
And midst lies in collusion 
She was martyred to teach 
That "Divinity and Lust 
Are forever forbidden to meet" 


But I swore that they would 
Before the veil could part our embrace 
Twixt Her cold, silent hips I kissed 
And promised Christendom in flames 


Gravid with madness 
Like a feculent dirge 
That obsesses the heart 
I am covened by words 


To avenge Her 
Ebon splendour 
And surrender 
My soul to the dead to achieve 
Prophecies of libidinous scourge 
Horripilation braying o'er carious herds 


Vexing nightmares 
And their weak prayers 
To a no one there 
To hinder Her decree 


To weed the world of their disease 


As shadows unblind mine eyes to see 
The meat that is their congregation 


How they plead to the skies 
But this is mere foreplay to war 


Scar-riddled saffron eves bleed like the conjugal 
Vestal daughters giving throat to the priest 
A psychophant, the despoiler of faith 
Now His skinless crucifixion feeds a winged diocese 


For Her interred 
I tore a battle banner from His hide 
Splashed in red goetia 
Hues of Hell and deicide 
So came the night 
Its obsidian light 
Is a master whom disasters 
Suck upon like concubines 
And under black skirts 
That whisper of delight 
Darkseeds near fruition 
Darked deeds to marry mine 


"In Death's bed I have lain 
Paying lip-service to shame 
But for dreaming of thee I regain 
A reason to seek life again" 


Then we smite the divine 
For our true nature is sin 
To strip tender flesh from these swine 
Like the lick of carnivorous winds 


The breath of the storm that begins 
By forcing its Herod tongue in 
The womb of the holy virgin 
To taste of immaculate sin 


From temptation's peak we will see 
The world unfurled at last 
Now the wolves of time who stalk Mankind 
Shall be as one in grim repast 


Commemorating sickle moons 
The pack are poised to reap 
A scythe of white roses in bloom 
Whose twisted thorns will keep 
A crown upon a dead man 
Daylights crucified in sleep 
And lives that hide in scriptured lies 
To the memories of a scream 


And we shall dance amid the ruin 
As Adam and Evil 
Dizzy at the falling stars 
That burn fiercer in throes of upheaval 


If all must we damn for this moment 
Then it shall be so 
For our souls have crossed oceans of time 
To clasp one another more tightly 
Than Death could alone... 


As Zyklon beats reign to make carrion crawl 
The talons of lust rake a clarion call 
To the lick of carnivorous winds 


The lick of carnivorous winds