Interpret:

Cradle of Filth

Album:

Bitter Suites To Succubi

Sunset, expect 
This to be your last with Our vast return 
As Death is set 
At three sixes where hill-beacons burn 


Darkness, undress 
Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar 
Blood-red, yet still unfed 
Lips distend ending, time to falter 


Welcome arms wide and crucified... 
The slaughter 


Lightening freezes seven 
Outtakes from the rape of the world 
Sins expelled from Heaven 
Now befoul from the bowels of Hell 


Where the tragic in theory and practice fell 


Last prayers, hang in the air 
Each unto their own rag and bonemeal saviours 
Strung where crippled vultures dare 
Golgotha 
Coughs another cross to grave God's failure 


Once the forests spired 
Nurtured in Nature'heart 
Now dreat cedars feed the pyres 
Need-fires lit for greater harm 
As Her children toy with razors 


Sightless and deeply scarred 
And the moon arose to phase Her 
Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars 


And lights Our path 
Back through the shattered glass 


(We come like drumming thunder 
Tides enwreathed in scum and plunder 
Kraken-teethed to tear asunder 
All those too blind to see...) 


Where the tragic in theory and practice meet 


Deranged, uncaged 
We rage like a plague through this age of greed 
Sowers of discord, growing wars to reap 
A terrible crop to beat a vicious retreat 


Scorched Earth, rebirth 
Disintered in the writhe of the lone survivor 
Whose worth is worse than the curse 
Of Sardonicus choking on his own saliva 


Who shares the last laugh now 
Dead wedded fates fulfil their vows ? 
Foot in mounth of sacred cows 
Facedown in dust and poisoned ground...