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Текст песни Cradle of Filth - Present From The Poison

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Текст песни Cradle of Filth - Present From The Poison-Hearted




Reigning at the feast of PhantasiaHeightened pleasures were endeavored to bowBefore my coronation and vocal aspirationsTo rule this fool creation fallen �neath me now( )I knew deep eyes of a distant ChristWere scarred from afar under starry lusterSighting my recitals on the rites of vicePerverting virtue, enslaving graceBehind the glittering mask of prideSaving face finding thorns to pierce His sideDesire, the fire, spread hell throughout my soulAnd higher the wire, the more I sought controlStraining from the leash in exultationHead to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungsThe global scent of fornicationA writhe of many vipers deciphering tonguesI whispered schemes to dreamers then to pursue an EdenThat screamed of me supreme againAs my world bloomed so too the moonThrough Adam to Seth, Enos, CainanMahalaleel and Jared blewPerverting virtue, enslaving graceBehind the slippery guise of liesSaving face making waves to drown their faithMessiahs, pariahs, eons reversed the twoThus, higher their sprites the more cursed grew their rootsAnd suffering I swept cruel seasOn the galley of the shadow of deathA fist in the cunt of the spread horizonA kiss for the sun risen red once dined onThe coast of Menses, discharged from celestial wombsA first degree murder of ravensFollowed in fugue through the crack of doomThe goat of Mendes, I set regimeIn the galley of the shadow of deathAngels in raiments as pure as coalTaking their payments in tortured mortal soulsA bold direction, the abyss edgeBut on cold reflection, one they warmed to nonethelessAs they preyed the paths of the righteousThrough the myth of thistled orchard floorsBearing gifts of plenitude forThe apples of the Lord were rotten to the coreTemptation, my ambassadorAttila, Herod, Pharisees and Nero all begged of me for moreDown dark steps of history, I waged a war with a HeavenI could not see beyond My wildest fantasiesThrowing sixes over deadly sin, I traded those who played to winSkin for precious skin and that that wormed withinStaining the reams of revelationEtching ever-afters in accursed verseThe limpid rags of resurrectionFrom papal parapets were to dirt dispersedDesire, the flyers spread Hell throughout their soulsAnd higher the fire, the more I held control




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