Cradle of Filth

the byronic man 拜伦式男人 译BY莫须有 As lonely as a poet on the wall of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar 寂寞一如立于耶利哥城垣上的诗人 抑或没有星辰烘托的皎月 我恶心的意识到一具没有灵魂的躯壳 无异于掏

Through arcades where shimmering snowfall Lay in state with the sad and damned A rent lament barely flung above a whisper Drew Me like a ghost to the haunts of Man I Found Her tempting fate between Her wrist and razor A kindred spirit in a graveyard

Cthulhu dawn Spatter the stars Douse their luminosity With our amniotic retch Promulgating the birth Of another Hell on Earth Shadows gather poisoned henna for the flesh A necrotic cattle brand The hissing downfall pentagram Carven deep upon the chur

"When light no longer rose to kiss me, I swore to tear Heaven asunder As flights of fallen angels wished me Godspeed on the Devil's Thunder." 专辑:Godspeed on the Devil's Thunder 歌手:Cradle of Filth 歌曲:In Grandeur and Frankincense Devilment Stirs

I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life, and it doesn't have much time 'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to The Gallow's Pole The sands of time for me are running low Motherfuckers!! Running low!! When the

Seven brides serve me seven sins Seven seas writhe for me From Orient gates to R'lyeh Abydos to Thessaly And Sirens sing from stern But now I cease to play For I yearn to return To woodland ferns Where Herne and his wild huntress lay Now the tidal ar

Evanescent like the scent of decay I was fading from the race When in despair, my darkest days Ran amok and forged her face From the fairest of handmaidens to A slick perverted wraith Nymphetamine Heaving midst narcissus On a maledict blanket of star

I was born with a birthmark of cinders Debris cast from the stars and mother A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters Of life that ran slick from the stab wounds in her Dub me lord abortion, the living dead The bone saw on the backseat On thi

When Joan was burnt He knew malevolence At the heart of all A cold and jagged abyss bled of sense The throne he earned Through God's benevolence Started his own fall Clothing ragged dogma in his own magnificence Here the stench, the gold events The b

"So potent was the star under which I was born, that I have done what no one in the world has done, nor can ever do..." Praeclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum Praeclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum All Saints Day, the taint of rain Blood and mud and thunder a

[ti:Iscariot] [ar:Cradle Of Filth] [al:The Principle of Evil Made Flesh] [by:Silencer.] [00:04.30]Cradle Of Filth - Iscariot [00:05.69] [00:07.67](instrumental) 专辑:The Principle of Evil Made Flesh 歌手:Cradle of Filth 歌曲:Iscariot

Instrumental 专辑:Dusk... and Her Embrace 歌手:Cradle of Filth 歌曲:The Graveyard by Moonlight

Something thicker than despair Rides upon the midnight air The smell of blood, the taste of prey We spy you hiding Gilles de Rais' Under August swelter After banquet and soiree When spiced wine and song Have further heated veins To the ninth degree a

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:] [00:00.00]Mr. Crowley [01:00.77]Mr. Crowley [01:05.73]what went wrong in your head? [01:09.60]Oh, Mr. Crowley [01:14.29]did you talk with the dead? [01:17.86]Your life style to me seemed so tragic [01:23.41]With the thrill of

dusk and her embrace 暮光与她的拥抱 When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake And the mists steal in with ease Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes In adoration of the moon and thee 当残阳在波澜不惊的湖面上无声抽泣 夜之薄雾脚步静谧蛰伏而至 狼群在黑暗中聚集,脊背在月影中此起彼伏 它们为这轮新月和和你的美

One might see in Mina My disease But it was She who has infected me For all eternity... As the sun slips the tearaway stars Into the scented scheme of night I kissed her mouth like a dark red rose Set upon a marbled dream of white So pure of thought

[ti:kicking] [ar:cof] [al:thorn] [by:antichris] [00:02.73] [00:41.15]I'm chaos international [00:43.15]The writing on the wall [00:44.81]A Lazarus in parable [00:47.50] [00:48.25]A dark and sullen lullaby [00:49.81]Whispered softly as you die [00:51.

If this world is wearing thin And you're thinking of escape I'll go anywhere with you Just wrap me up in chains But if you try to go alone Don't think I'll understand Stay with me Stay with me In the silence of your room In the darkness of your dream

Two thousand fattened years like maniacs Have despoiled our common grave Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs From the cradle to enslave? Sickle constellations Stud the belts that welt the sky Whilst the bitter winter moon Prowls the cloud, dead

Tonight in falmes cradle of filth 译BY莫须有 When contrary winds blow across the sands Their murmurs can be easily swayed But when storms quicken one cannot placate The howling of their murderous rages 当逆转的微风抚起沙尘 他们窃窃私语中还能嗅出动摇与犹豫 但当无法抗拒的风暴骤起 每个人的咆哮都充满残虐怒