Live In Berlin 95

Текст песни Cradle of Filth - Live In Berlin 95 <br/> We, the nocturnal few<br />bound by other laws<br />to the service of the enemies of<br />god<br />are silent and hidden<br />yet our exquisite fire burns on<br />poised to<br />engulf...<br />( )<br />Tie a man to his god<br />he may not walk for fear<br />of falling<br />foul to temptation<br />where once faith stood her ground<br /><br />Renounce the<br />guilt, ignite the flame<br />cast the fetid virgin back from where she<br />came<br />drink deep of the promise in my eyes...<br />of mist and midnight<br />skies<br /><br />I drown in fathomless dreams<br />and in the reeking mire of virtue<br />scream<br />I yearn to sell my very soul<br />(And you shall<br />for none so dark<br />& sinister<br />will arise to embrace the Arts)<br />Do What Thou Wilt<br />until<br />the stones in my heart stand still<br />regardless of the cost to your repugnant<br />god<br /><br />The last May frost may blight the crops<br />and will never be ascribed<br />to be heavenly dog<br />or nature, but infernal tasks...<br />"By your cursings and<br />imprecations<br />you wrong both Man & beast<br />by whatever whim you<br />serve<br />of the Devil your leige"<br /><br />Tie belief to the trinity, and seven<br />ways<br />will be wrought to condemn thee<br />conspiring to cull the pagan<br />ways<br /><br />Twist back their lies, personify their needs<br />the war begins by<br />Satanic decree<br />if Evil we be, we will our lives...<br />To mist and midnight<br />skies<br /><br />(I will avenge the deaths of a thousand burning children)<br /><br />Be<br />bound to a covenant with us in our hellish league<br />and bring the host of the<br />nazarene to their knees<br />breath the life of an entity never-born<br />darkness<br />now descend in raven form<br />the words, the burning rasp, vibrate the cosmic<br />thread<br />Arcturus is risen Queen, hold forth the severed head to me<br /><br />I<br />pour my lovelorn kisses at your feet<br />raper of all my worldly<br />enemies<br /><br />Lycanthropy, please poison me<br />send acausal instincts crawling<br />my brain<br />take me, Mistress, until perversion is fed<br />Dark Magick pleasures<br />weaved under the jewelled moon-head<br />the cross-stick will fade when the<br />usurper hangs<br />for now we congregate where once my angel sang<br /><br />That<br />night they came and took her away from me<br />I lost the woman I loved and I<br />learned how to curse<br />and to spit in the face of their... "god"<br /><br />We will<br />ride again<br />in the midnight skies