Tytuł: Scorched earth erotica

• Wykonawca: Cradle Of Filth
• Wyświetleń: 370

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
  
   Scroched 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...