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Cradle Of Filth - Hurt And Virtue lyrics


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Distant vistas
Swathed in the haze
Of the reddening sunset
Fell to whispers
Beneath stars that marred descending skies

From the cusp of midnight mountains
Wending as a mist
Rebels truced with feriluce
In truth few could resist
Came praising his hellraising
Through the sparse and marble clime
Where virtue bathed
Their ravings made her fountains flood with wine

Lifted with the gift
Of their dark seductive songs
She drifted from the path
She was surely set upon

Courting chaos, prized in the sight
Of the covering angel
Taught in ways of smothering
Another lover, other than God
Worshipped in each others arms
Like spider eidolons
The moon conducted like a charm
Those strange arrangements on
And this is how they came
To be dragged before the throne
Through tongues that hung
Whilst theirs were run
On soft white throats and punctured moans

Though fated now than later
By his tutor that had been
He baited the creator
With the future he had seen

Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
A reich right by his side
And worming man about to be
The apple of his eye
His children lost to free will
And the cost of beaten hearts
Like the night 'twixt vice and virtue
When her kiss became a scar

Seraph enemies
Why has my lord forsaken my judgment?
Am I not free
As he to indulge my darkest fantasies?

From embittered lips
These words were slathered
Split with the whips
Of their witch hunt gathered
He sought her grave
Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage
Blasphemer [2x]

Though she was gone
Not lyriced to the song
Of their spirited throng
But ghosted back where she belong
A grace embracing Michael
In a lace of tears that bleared his pride
He swallowed, blood followed
Though with spit for all things divine
Though with spit for all things
So fucking blind

His seal he tore and to the floor
He threw this tie to Heaven
Signifying holy war
And watchful of this sign
A thousand flames, unauthorised
Left celestial posts to coalesce and unified
Return their fallen leader
As he turned one final time
And threw a glance like a downward lance
That stung like guilt in every mind

Stung like guilt in every

Cover: Cradle Of Filth - Hurt And Virtue
  • Damnation And A Day

  • Year
  • 2003

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