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Cradle Of Filth
Cradle Of Filth


Информация
Откуда Suffolk, England
Жанры Extreme metal
Годы 1991—н.в.
Лейблы Roadrunner Records
Sony Music
Metal Blade Records
Peaceville Records
Music for Nations
См. также Abigail Williams
Dimmu Borgir
Old Man's Child
Brujeria
Anathema
Angtoria
The Blood Divine
Imperial Vengeance
My Dying Bride
Orbs
Сайт Website
Состав
Dani Filth
Paul Allender
Dave Pybus
James Mcilroy
Martin Marthus Skaroupka
Ashley Ellyllon
Бывшие участники
Nicholas Barker
Stuart Anstis
Sarah Jezebel Deva
Robin Eaglestone
Adrian Erlandsson
Damien Gregori
Charles Hedger
Martin Powell
Gian Pyres
Benjamin Ryan
Paul Ryan
Was Sarginson
Les Smith
Rosie Smith



Тексты песен Cradle Of Filth

Текст песни "The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh (Live)"


This is entitled The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh

From the primeval mass
Let precious chaos vent
Sacred flesh drenched in fornication
Beloved by set
May the winds gather her together
From the secrets of men
After thousands of years of terrifying silence
She comes again

The abolition of the yeshua begins

Shattered are the icons of the worthless
The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born
Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy
Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogs

World without end
Cherish the lissom wants of pernicious evil
Dusk in her eyes
Torn bloody weeping skies
Darkness will hasten to devour
And the weak will flee or die

Sie sind es die sich
Anderlieb festhalten
Fuer immer betend auf knien
Vor der (Finisteren) goetten

I slay the lamb in the fervour of thine
Abandonment unto Our Lady
With a quenchless thirst for the infinite
For her that exists beyond all knowledge

Storming from tired centuries
Under the glare of a waxing death-moon
Terrible beauty of love severed
Rip the baby from the virginal womb

The blood of Jesus
Is the wine of the dead
And the drunken angels

The liliot suckle on her fruitful breasts
And yield the swords that sever and stain
There will be no act or passion wrought
That shall not be attributed to her names

To the name of Baphomet
Artemis, Bastet, Astarte
I yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising

Come on then Nottingham
Come on!
Fucking make some noise!

From the primeval mass
Let precious chaos vent
Sacred flesh drenched in fornication
Beloved by Set
May the winds gather her together
From the secrets of men
After thousands of years of terrifying silence
She comes again

Shattered are the icons of the worthless
The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born
Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy
Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and
Prey of vultures and dogs

That's a load of fucking good
Not even knowing your own set
But then again, I'm good at forgetting things
Remember, drink bleach
Twat
This is also from an album of ours, strangely enough
This is the title track
This is entitled cruelty brought thee
Some decent jokes

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