An Enemy Led The Tempest Lyrics - Damnation And A Day - Cradle Of Filth

As pride precedes a downfall, so he took his place before the firewall 

Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one 

Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung 

Between forgiveness and the damage done 

An electric scent over drear decay 

Lent a violent surge to their serenades 

Through white glades as his winged parade 

Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors 

Within vast skies unversed in starkness 

His might grew 

And blew light hues to gray 

And worse, a third of stars to darkness 

Then thunder seethed and wreathed in thickening night 

A line was drawn midst wrong and right and across the throats of thieves 

As love fell choked, the tempest broke from Heaven's farthest shore 

Descending to eclipse all hope, repentance might stay holy war 

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He would not heel nor fake a bow 

Murmur curses to the wind 

Enraged, he raved in a Balrog howls 

Upon a storm firstborn of sin 

Incensed anew, rebellions tore 

Like frenzied beasts of prey 

Through temple doors 

Through east before the midnight masses 

And where once bliss reigned so serene 

In sweeter glades 

Now veins ran openly 

Like eyes that shied from kindred ashes 

When suddenly there shone a hideous light 

And a voice like three inanities soared up in thistled speech 

Thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none and for this grave mistake 

How thou art falling morning sun 

The proud will be abased 

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He would not heel 

Nor fake a bow 

Murmur curses to the wind 

And lo the wrath of God swept down 

Thou art no more an Angel filled with light 

But a leech to be abhorred 

And thou shalt suffer my burning will 

Quoth this raven nevermore 

Never fucking more 

And with these words like heavy stone cast against that gilded throne 

With many legions still in tow, he turned his wings to flee 

His eyes a picture of distaste, dawn to tears and in their place 

The dawn of time and fates to face, through all eternity 

I wept for him a deep red river that ran like blood through scarred ravines 

To sluice away the guilt that slithered like a Serpent tongue to Eve 

For once as I in Heaven climbed too high for truth to truly see 

My sunken mind, drunken and blind, saw the lie that fool was me 

Alone and cold, face to the crack 

Beyond dark gates with no way back 

His crown of gold faded to black 

Like a bruise upon the heart that lingers 

With thrill-kill 

Culture shock wave lengths 

Of rope to hang high 

Ten commandments by snaked about his upraised fingers