Cemetery And Sundown Lyrics - Thornography - Cradle Of Filth

We rise with the sun in the underworld 

We suffer from a graveless name 

We prise wide lids 

And wounds with lips curled 

Over teeth that have tasted shame 

Cemetery and sundown 

Against the flora of nightfall 

We gather like the fauna of war 

To curse aurora so spiteful 

With her stake in the coming of dawn 

To conjure forth the past 

Those heady night of pain resplendent 

In the service of the goddess of death 

When her sheets ran royalty red 

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Moons lengthen our crypt kept silhouettes 

Shadows dance, eyes flicker in descent 

Unveil the greed, our needs are bitter, spent 

On upturned mouths and haunts of wickedness 

We walk this eden, a secret 

Faces hidden under leonine pride 

In dusk's embrace 

We find it hard to keep it 

When blood and lust and waking worlds collide 

Too long have we skulked like drifters 

In the cities of the neon sun 

Vagabond dogs and graveyard shifters 

Mona lisas where the paint has run 

I miss our glorious past 

Our nightly flights on fear dependent 

Like phantoms in the caves for miss christine 

When the song bird broke her neck 

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Wolves howl their foghound serenades 

Churches arch their backs with balustrades 

Praise be to the shedding of masquerades 

When we hunt these vestal vermin unafraid 

Of the covenant made. .... 

Draw the blinds on the floors of raw meat 

There is murder in the thirst 

Rich red vascular tapestries 

Hung in gilded frames of nuns asleep 

In dreams where themes of hestiality 

Are a blessing on their sunday sheep 

Sermons hang a black gown 

Over cemetery and sundown 

Now the clock is harrying midnight 

And the ghost of yet to come 

Will she show rewrites of dark delight 

Over the sewers we've overrun? 

I see a winter palace 

Cut diamonds at a porcelain neck 

When swan lake crushed poor sanity's spirit 

As I threw to it bled 

We rise with the sun in the underworld 

We suffer from a graveless name 

We prise wide lids 

And wounds with lips curled 

Over teeth that have tasted shame 

We walk this eden, a secret 

Faces hidden under leonine pride 

In dusk's embrace 

We find it hard to keep it 

When blood and lust and waking world collide