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Текст песни Cradle of Filth - Ten Leagues Beneath Contempt

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Текст песни Cradle of Filth - Ten Leagues Beneath Contempt




Awaking in a sweatForsaking pleasure for regretAnother night of blight had slowly passedThe morning skies once fresh and bright( )Darkened down no near twilightOnce could smell the end of days were coming fastGilles wandered as in purgatoryBeyond the grave of his estateNeither Heaven, Hell or peasantryWere present save projected hatredHe knew suspicion, he felt derisionAnd grief like a sharpened stakePierce his heart, and now the startOf his unknitting began to takeVain glorious, a Lord, devout?He thought his soul exemptFrom guilt and doubt, there's no way outTen leagues beneath contempt(He drank an ocean quoting Joan the maidenA vampire's pious rantHis hot blood stank of devotion ladenWith bias for love's covenant)Awaking in a sweatForsaking pleasure for regretHis choired chapel sighed with his lamentsAs accusations reached a roarInvestigations breached the doorHe put up nothing save his favours in defenseThe Church stirred in it's Roman lairThe grease had long been spentNow all tongues spat at Tiffauges thereTen leagues beneath contemptJust one falterOne misplaced deedAnd Gilles would be undoneAs he teetered on the verge of defeatProfaning God's altarBursting in on evening MassHe threatened there to crucify the priestDrunk on fiery wineWith the storm lashing behindHe then threw this PhilistineTo his foulest dungeonAnd money owed or notThe Priest released or left to rotHis blatant sacrilege begotA war machine of papal RomeThey came for him in mourning splendourWith the blessing of the SaintsHis fawning grin in sweet surrenderA lesson in enforced restraintHe knew suspicion, he felt derisionAnd fear like a sharpened stakePierce his heart, and now the startOf his unknitting began to takeHe thought courts bought with golden crownsRich Bishops he could temptBut traitor's gate was sought and foundTen leagues beneath contemptTen leagues beneath contempt




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