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Artist/Band:
Cradle Of Filth
Lyrics for Song: The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh
Lyrics for Album: Live Bait For The Dead [2002]
This is entitled The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh
From the primeval mass
Let precious chaos vent
Sacred flesh drenched in fornication
Beloved by set
May the winds gather her together
From the secrets of men
After thousands of years of terrifying silence
She comes again
The abolition of the yeshua begins
Shattered are the icons of the worthless
The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born
Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy
Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogs
World without end
Cherish the lissom wants of pernicious evil
Dusk in her eyes
Torn bloody weeping skies
Darkness will hasten to devour
And the weak will flee or die
Sie sind es die sich
Anderlieb festhalten
Fuer immer betend auf knien
Vor der (Finisteren) goetten
I slay the lamb in the fervour of thine
Abandonment unto Our Lady
With a quenchless thirst for the infinite
For her that exists beyond all knowledge
Storming from tired centuries
Under the glare of a waxing death-moon
Terrible beauty of love severed
Rip the baby from the virginal womb
The blood of Jesus
Is the wine of the dead
And the drunken angels
The liliot suckle on her fruitful breasts
And yield the swords that sever and stain
There will be no act or passion wrought
That shall not be attributed to her names
To the name of Baphomet
Artemis, Bastet, Astarte
I yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising
Come on then Nottingham
Come on!
Fucking make some noise!
From the primeval mass
Let precious chaos vent
Sacred flesh drenched in fornication
Beloved by Set
May the winds gather her together
From the secrets of men
After thousands of years of terrifying silence
She comes again
Shattered are the icons of the worthless
The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born
Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy
Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and
Prey of vultures and dogs
That's a load of fucking good
Not even knowing your own set
But then again, I'm good at forgetting things
Remember, drink bleach
Twat
This is also from an album of ours, strangely enough
This is the title track
This is entitled cruelty brought thee
Some decent jokes
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| Album Lyrics: Live Bait For The Dead [2002] |
Cradle Of Filth
"Live Bait For The Dead [2002]"
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