Cradle Of Filth — Funeral In Carpathia
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Candelabra snuffed, prey — silhouette wedded
Nightfall take my hand
Seduce me with silky timbred limbs
Grant me thy dark command
Over the peaks framing tapestries
Of thick forest, dusk has filled
With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist
Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill
Lucretia is my love in vein
When thy tears bleed sweeter
Than the midsummer rain?
Bewinged, infested belfries
Toll o’er the sobbing throng
A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes
Whipped and welted ‘neath the barbed windsong…
I am He, the crowned and conquering darkness
Satan robed in ecumenical filth
Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of slyph
This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep
And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies
I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep
Embroided by these words Malaresia scribed
«Beauty slept and angels wept for her immortal soul
In this repose, all evil chose to claim her for their very own»
Carpathia, the pleasured dead speak of her
In necromantic tongue when ambered daylights are done
Masturbating in their graves on her zenith to come…
This catafalque night when awed stars report
Their absence from the heavenly brow
Crippled seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts
Whilst the cloaked maelstorm resounds throughout
«How the storm it fulfills my heart, though unhealed celestial knives ebonied
And wild woods thrill yet far fiercer still Her lustre eviscerates me»
Carpathia, priapic lovers twist in concert with Her
Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates
The path towards the castle weary innocence takes
I rule as Master here
Where feral hordes impart my temper
Love sank wounded when I, betrayed
Saw death etch cruelly, upon my lineage
«Usher the spite seething Draconist
And commit this world to thy ancient sovereignty»
Erubescent veil descend
Psalmed sunset thus portends
And laid to rest, I now am blessed
With this darkness… Forever more
Supreme Vampiric Evil
This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep
And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies
I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep
Embroided by these words Malaresia scribed
«Beauty slept and angels wept for Her immortal soul
In this repose, all evil chose to claim her for their very own»
Carpathia, the pleasured dead speak of her
In necromantic tongue when ambered daylights are done
Masturbating in their graves on her zenith to come…
Candelabra snuffed, prey — silhouette wedded
Nightfall take my hand
Seduce me with silky timbred limbs
Grant me thy dark command
Over the peaks framing tapestries
Of thick forest, dusk has filled
With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist
Creeping like violations from the shadows, to kill…
