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: Onward Christian Soldiers

Interpret:
Cradle of Filth
Album:
Hammer of the Witches
Aching floorboards spoke my name
In the belly of the beast to foreign shores
In tune with tides that whispered fame
And fortune for our humble Lord


Ecclesiastical banners
Unfurl in the manner
Of those who seek conquest and gain


Sail forth for Outremer
The Promised Land prised from the hands
Of blasphemers amassing there
Awakened from the desert sands capes


Onward Christian soldiers
Fated Nazareth and Bethlehem
Have fallen to an enemy bolder
It is said to widespread slaughter and rape


We are all sinners, enslaved to the cross
God wills The Great War to erase
The Judaic acres, the Mohammedans
In defence of our revenant faith


Political prowess takes to the stage
A pilgrimage led bu the sword
The sweet maiden blast of our clarion rage
Against the foul heretic hordes


The blazing invader Crusader parade
Vatican sanctioned and Mammon adored


Now, papal-led to die
The fatal battle cry
A natural army vies
For stretching Christendom


Wide, we slay the infidel
Remiss our way to Hell
Pay well the wishing well
With golden martyrdom


Scaling the towers with power ordained
Dark flowers of infamy bud


Ransacking, hacking off Saracen reign
The temple drinks claret in floods


Mercy forgotten in our ill-gotten gain
Of women and innocent blood


Death abides in this domain of ashes
The streets are stained
With the butchered foe
Now I hear the bells of triumph ringing
As they lay there rotting in their thousand shrouds
Beneath the clouds
That skitter and scatter
Dispersions on the truth of heaven


We are all sinners, enslaved to the cross
God wills The Great War to erase
The Judaic acres, the Mohammedans
In defence of our revenant faith


No crescent moon
No prophet of doom
Shall wail above Jerusalem
Vast hypocrites
All grasping for glitz
Have taken The Mount and The Tomb


Here in the kingdom of loss