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Cradle Of Filth
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Achingly Beautiful
Night, that fateful raven alighted On the cusp of my bewitchment
The beast in the clouds had swallowed the moon A silverback thundering across the cosmos In silence now stars followed her tune Winking from existence on the brink of chaos I penned an open sonnet, to the pearly gates ablaze As i gazed upon this angel intoxicating everything
The ball became her court, her presence there electrifying Candelabra fought, to tear themselves away
She was a flame, divine My pathic call of duty, irrefutable Her eyes they paralyzed me, froze the flow of time A glimpse so achingly beautiful
Fleeing from the manor in the manner of this crime We sheltered from the pelting, helter-skelter of the skies In the Greek gazebo, speaking tragedian rhyme Death would never settle, for one petal at a time
He would pluck the fucker!
Lo, this malleus eve, is heaving to the pulse of souls
She was the game, sublime A Knight takes Queen in ruby, Indisputable Then her eyes, they paralyzed me for a second time A glimpse so achingly beautiful
Drinking in her flora this Aurora to the storm I was burning in the furnace of a love that went to war With ravenous desire, fires lit the heavens for Caressing in the rainfall, a less painful metaphor For this hunger
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 On marbled tomb Breathless, cocooned A long red dress shrouds, like Ophelia, this Goddess Mourning then crawls Black velvet palled To pass fervent lips, betwixt her deliciousness
Miserere Mei Diva Forgive me forever my bride But a gift was delivered, however perverse On that night you exquisitely died
(Seraphina rise) Arcane perfection, her legend was etched (To queen demon revised) A fell resurrection, unparalleled in this world or next
Awaken, forsaken, by others so taken as prey Now you shall stand in the grandeur of love A wonderland in which to play
The beast in the clouds spat back the moon And arrayed in a crown of glittering cobwebs She slid to her feet like a prophet of doom Born to immortal darkness as mortality slipped away
She was a flame, divine My gnathic call of duty, irrefutable Her eyes imparadised me with their wicked shine A glimpse so achingly beautiful
Now she stirs the night just like the perfect Lorelei As she spurs the dark horse foaming in my soul
Death is fleet, sweet, oft discreet, the beast in beauty's mask Her skies, bediademed, complete, now freed of days grown overcast
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