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Текст песни Cradle of Filth - Haunted Shores

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Herodias and I have led a phantom cavalcadeThrough veiled and pagan history where superstitions reignedAnd Christendom sought to pervet but poets of my nameSang of penumbral victories that sorcery had claimedThe Graal and mighty Caliburn as votive offeringsTo an England rearisen under vast majestic wingsThese are the shores whereto my soulBlood drenched and unredeemedShalt seek solace in secrets toldThrough the whispers of a dreamFrom the woods Pendragon-born, I rose ArcturiusA proud, audacious King mantled in the vehemence of lustDeath and destiny undaunted me, I drew a throne dividedIn awe of the glorious battles won, my dark Goddess providedThen treachery a wingless beast, came crawling to my courtAnd now I lie at cursed Camlann, from wounds a traitor wroughtI fear the Augean light is sweeping through CamelotHow bittersweet my triumphs seem, now Autumnal leaves succumb to frostMorganna art thou near me?Languid I wend my path to graveCast my sword to the sulphyd graspOf the naiad neath the silvered lakeWhen waters stirred lay silentMistress let the mists descendThy tears cannot thaw Death`s cold heartHis sombre gaze defies legendMore so than thine, else thy dew-lidded eyesArt for the Banshees songOr our souls entwined like vein uponThe haunted shores of AvalonThe haunted shores of AvalonBury me in velvet dreamLest I unduly wakeAnd seek to reconcile my thirstWith the cowardly tailors of my fateUnleash mastiffs of snarling nightTo overthrow, plague and burnAs slumber lures me `mongst the deadTo scheme of my returnArchaic ghostly echoes breathe like thunder of the stormA tempest fools miscall divine as they crouch awaiting dawnTheir ignorance has forged for me over centuries a swordBurnished to flash like lightning on the precipice of warThe wolfs are dead in Albion whilst the passive flocks roam freeThis my penetrant spearhead shalt pierce these foul, trespassing breedsThese are the shores whereto my soulBlood drenched and unredeemedShalt seek solace in secrets toldThrough the whispers of a dream.

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