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: Tortured Soul Asylum

Interpret:
Cradle of Filth
Album:
Midian
Oh, sweet Midian 
I burn for thee at heart 
Don't despair me 
Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather 
To where pleasure rings deep secrets 
In spurts after dark...


Under full moons waxing lyrically 
Death's poetry floods the soul 
Like the freezing seed of a demon freed 
To curse the stars with vertigo 
And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide 
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs 
Hymeneal gates to darker sides 
A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies 


Midian... 


Haunted by this portent 
This obsession in my mind 
With a city sunk below 
Tall cedar groves and graves sublime 
Sporting their importance 
Marble wings spread to the skies 
A vale of dreams that it would seem 
The daylights race to leave behind 


These visions struck like a furious fuck 
Nailing wet lips to cold cemetery walls 
Flashes of lust to dust 
Splashed across my psychic pall 
As hybrid lovers reached their cusp 
With final thrusts I saw it all 


Forbidden Midian 
A long fabled Judecca 
A sanctuary for sin... 
To rival Heaven 
Free of Eden's tragic wreck 
(Though the only Angels in repose 
Were those with ivy strangled necks) 
Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and vault 
Gaunt, haunched edifices 
Midst lightfingered mists 
From whence more awful shadows 
Drew back rusted bolts 
And dared a threshold 
The searing Sun had knelt to kiss 


Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth 
The Tribes of Christ will not forgive 
And shall not suffer their kind to live 


For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs 
Or their waltz so sibilant 
Through the gathering gloom 
But from flumes of the moon in bloom 
Baring cach a face effaced 
And raped in the womb 


In hidden Midian 
A vatican lying in state 
For the sanctity of sin... 
To rival Heaven 
Above Eden's birth defects 
Though the only Angels that arose 
Were those who fell to most requests 
Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault 
Caught twisted whispers where fisted sisters 
Haunched, flaunted orifice 
Midst lighter fingered mists 
Whilst I watched without revolt 
Carnalities few beasts permit 


Between the dog and wolf 
Bared fangs met in intercourse 
A nightly rite of teeth and cunt 
For those below who rose to hunt 


Sor sights that preyed on Me for days 
And in laudenum's haze 
I painted them all... 


The slew of sith and kin 
I drew in blood, my veins in thrall 
To Deathugees at peace within 
(An underworld free of Mortal rule) 
Crotesques and wolves in womens skins 
The raven winged and missing limbed 
Suicides and split thighed Seraphim 


And marble stairs 
Stargrazers dare 
Ascend like prayer 
(As smoke or ghost or lithe nightmares) 


Under fullmoons waxing lyrically 
Death's poetry floods the soul 
Like the recking weed of a demon freed 
To curse the star with vertigo 
And in their dance, in trance I prise wide 
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs 
Hymeneal gates to other sides 
A labyrinth wherein Midian hides 


Midian... 


I know I've seen 
Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity 
Lucent prides amassed in last retreat 
Prurient souls but no more freaks 
Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from Me 
And just like grim ascension prophecies 
My revenge, carved deep, will be 
A grisly plot that reads 
Like my filthy white ward spattered with their screams 
When My Deviliverers come from fog for Me... 


Exhuming the moon 
Through the bars in My room 
The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through... 
But no Aphrodites, Genotypes, Demonarchetypes, 
No Cenobites rise to clame me from you 


No! No! No! 
Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell 
No! No! No! 
With prophets and losses 
And dead men from crosses 
My fate is a preview of derelict Hell