Cradle Of Filth - Lustmord And Wargasm (the Relicking Of Cadaverous Wounds) lyrics

An Archangel in bondage Bediademed, souled With a murder of ravens But no less Astarte to behold Abandoned by Heaven To the dead, dark and past Cast Her dispersions On life's brittle gla** And though Her eyes still held fire As stonewalls caged the beast 'Gainst the la**itudes of d**h She fought but fell to greet And midst lies in collusion She was martyred to teach That "Divinity and Lust Are forever forbidden to meet" But I swore that they would Before the veil could part our embrace Twixt Her cold, silent hips I kissed And promised Christendom in flames Gravid with madness Like a feculent dirge That obsesses the heart I am covened by words To avenge Her Ebon splendour And surrender My soul to the dead to achieve Prophecies of libidinous scourge Horripilation braying o'er carious herds Vexing nightmares And their weak prayers To a no one there To hinder Her decree To weed the world of their disease As shadows unblind mine eyes to see The meat that is their congregation How they plead to the skies But this is mere foreplay to war Scar-riddled saffron eves bleed like the conjugal Vestal daughters giving throat to the priest A psychophant, the despoiler of faith Now His skinless crucifixion feeds a winged diocese For Her interred I tore a battle banner from His hide Splashed in red goetia Hues of Hell and deicide So came the night Its obsidian light Is a master whom disasters s** upon like concubines And under black skirts That whisper of delight Darkseeds near fruition Darked deeds to marry mine "In d**h's bed I have lain Paying lip-service to shame But for dreaming of thee I regain A reason to seek life again" Then we smite the divine For our true nature is sin To strip tender flesh from these swine Like the lick of carnivorous winds The breath of the storm that begins By forcing its Herod tongue in The womb of the holy virgin To taste of immaculate sin From temptation's peak we will see The world unfurled at last Now the wolves of time who stalk Mankind Shall be as one in grim repast Commemorating sickle moons The pack are poised to reap A scythe of white roses in bloom Whose twisted thorns will keep A crown upon a dead man Daylights crucified in sleep And lives that hide in scriptured lies To the memories of a scream And we shall dance amid the ruin As Adam and Evil Dizzy at the falling stars That burn fiercer in throes of upheaval If all must we damn for this moment Then it shall be so For our souls have crossed oceans of time To clasp one another more tightly Than d**h could alone... As Zyklon beats reign to make carrion crawl The talons of lust rake a clarion call To the lick of carnivorous winds The lick of carnivorous winds