Cradle Of Filth - Gilded C lyrics

Your misery is worn as a veil To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind In place of Eve a bitter parody hails Daggers from the swagger of a sodomite's concubine Gilded c*nt Oh, you gilded c*nt Your thin pretence overstretched and sickly Feigns love and light a long time laid in the grave My preference leans to k**ing you quickly Scissored in the gizzard that a heart no more maintains But I am tied To the labyrinth and the beast The one way track of eyes Black and gray like panzers Loose your shell, shoot the mouth the gates of Hell Have often dropped their jaws about Satan's agents are perversions to bear Side to side with the diversions you use to guide my fingers there Dirty little soul frigger, dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger, dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger, dirty little soul frigger Gilded c*nt Oh, you gilded c*nt Nothing is above you save a boreal light That halo paid for by a consummated ring of ice And below you, will I see you tonight? Glower from your tower built of ivory and spite? For I am torn Between the sheets that keep me borne And the teeth of a storm That reap then rend my stanzas Click your heels, three times six The stars are fixed, may I climb and get you one? The palace at Versailles never held your tongue Nor did heaven ever weather the crosses that you came upon Dirty little soul frigger, dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger, dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger, dirty little soul frigger Gilded c*nt Oh, you gilded c*nt