Cradle Of Filth - Mistress From The s**ing Pit lyrics

Oh dear God It is midnight in the labyrinth The night is set to taint the painted halls Moonlight is our cue The candelabra flicker at your pa**ing gall I swear they're dancing just for you The dead leaves rustle on the manor lawns As a light breeze whispers through The call of wolves. the owls lament Our screams shall soon soar skyward too Mistress from the s**ing pit All the world crawls lovesick at her feet The stars are pa**ing observations Her voice is music, her legs go on Shes got full orchestration And been known to use it But trepidation is a far slicker song Amongst dull suitors She is bright and razor sharp A tree of woe uprooter A viper still at heart Shes alkaline and far acidic As sweet as clementines This mistress from the s**ing pit All the world crawls lovesick at her feet The stars are pa**ing observations Her voice is music, her legs go on Shes got full orchestration And been known to use it But trepidation is a far slicker song Mistress from the s**ing pit Embossed by her postulant gaze Like Medusa on a plinth I am lost in her embrace Oh dear God It is midnight in the labyrinth A peaco*k fan of sinful eyes Swim wide across the room This night, espied, your thin disguise Does wonders for the sundered gloom For all lit up the shades retreat To dark Italian pews And corners where great vases stand Abrim with thoughts of naked dais with you Mistress from the s**ing pit All the world crawls lovesick at her feet The stars are pa**ing observations Her needs are dire, her rites are wrong She burns with exultation Like a fiery vampire For desperation is a far slicker song Amongst dull suitors She's bright and razor sharp A tree of woe uprooter A viper still at heart She's alkaline and far acidic Fluidic, serpentine This mistress from the s**ing pit The waiters pa** in gilded frames With gla**es sparkling too The ball tonight rows magical Like the finest Venice threw And at it's heart a mythic queen Her skin of purest hue Whose beauty is unquestionable But whose duties are askew For beneath the airs and divine graces A slim tornado whirls On the precipice of her poisonous kiss The devil dwells deep inside this girl Embossed by her postulant gaze Like Medusa on a plinth I am lost in her embrace Oh dear God It is midnight in the labyrinth Mistress from the s**ing pit The wine has sat and breathed it's last In blood red ruby where I find you by the roaring hearth A blaze of golden hair Cascading down an angel's face To pool about the breasts That man minds have wondered on but only I caress And then I'm yours. the velvet crown Of Venus in my hands Fists rip hard the eiderdown Desire firebrands Every mountain, every route My wanton tongue must take To taste that once forbidden fruit Before your bloodlust starts to...