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Cradle Of Filth
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Tragic Kingdom
作词:Paul James Allender, Daniel Lloyd Davey, Charles Hedger, Mark Newby-robson, Dave Pybus, Mark Skaroupka
Here sat Babylon Fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of hell grew strong Like a curse upon this tragic kingdom
Dusk descended like a final curtain On this stage only death was certain Singing through the turrets Like a velvet serenade played near a grave
Sentries and gentry, afforded the bloom Of a red setting sun and a bloodletting moon Applauded then accorded them Portents of doom, almost too soon
They pissed upon the winds that rocked the cradles Laughing over hovels, groveling to wolves They kissed and sinned under overstocked tables As the world outside grew sodden and mauled
Here sat Babylon Fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of hell grew strong Like a curse upon this tragic kingdom
Gilles sat sipping absinthe from a goblet made of bone As lightning ripped and danced upon the flagstones Wayward fantasies marched on home
Now the treetops bowed to whisper in a thin Disney veneer They knew the howls so exquisitely honed Were those of children disappeared
They'd listened to the winds heard the murdered Abel Rechristened in the stone jaws of Tiffauges Where the list of sins grew beyond a fable 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 They now roared abroad restless with debauch
Restless with debauch, restless with debauch This tragic kingdom would see God's angels walk
Satanic, enigmatic, his black magic was ecstatic Megalomanic in titanic displays Dressed in the best wicked britches of the west He cut a mourning figure in a glorious swathe
But all his nightmares would come true Drowning in a stream of conscious pleasure
Here sat Babylon fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of hell grew strong Like a curse upon this tragic kingdom Like a curse upon this tragic kingdom
The moon bleared through the skeletal trees Averting her face from congenital deeds Thus eves grew murky, haunted, grieved About this place laced with demon seed
Blanchett a priest, his book of lies Exonerated him from Gille's crimes Announced his fears, one night of sighs A night for cursing nursery rhymes In the light of the fire wrestling reckless shadows
The tracks get blacker for this tragical kingdom
Gille's frightening wealth, his tightening grip On the weak and the rubies that his coffers let slip Steered to near ruin in successive years The most of excess and the best of it here In the light of the fire wrestling reckless shadows
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