Hurt & Virtue Lyrics - Cradle Of Filth

Distant vistas, swathed in the haze 

Of the reddening sunset 

Fell to whispers 'neath stars 

That marred descending skies 

From the cusp of midnight mountains 

Wending as a mist 

Rebels truced with Feriluce 

(In truth, few could resist) 

Came praising his hell raising through 

The sparse and marble clime 

Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made 

Her fountains flood with wine 

Lifted with the gift 

Of their dark seductive songs 

She drifted from the path 

She was surely set upon 

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Courting chaos, prized in sight 

Of the covering angel, taught in ways of 

Smothering another lover 

Other than God 

Worshiped in each other's arms 

Like spider eidolons 

The moon conducted like a charm 

Those strange attachments on 

And this is how they came to be 

Dragged before the throne 

Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run 

On soft white throats and punctured moans 

Though fated now than later 

By his tutor that had been 

He baited the Creator 

With the future he had seen 

Photos 

Of Michael, psyched with jealousies 

A Reich right by his side 

And worming Man about to be 

The apple of his eye 

His children lost to free will 

And the cost of beaten hearts 

Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue 

When her kiss became a scar 

Seraph enemies 

Why has my lord forsaken my judgment 

Am I not free as he 

To indulge my darkest fantasies? 

From embittered lips 

These words were slaved 

Split with the whips 

Of their witch hunt gathered 

He sought her grave 

Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage 

Blasphemer, blasphemer though she was gone 

Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng 

But ghosted back where she belong 

A grace embracing Michael 

In a lace of tears that bleared his pride 

He swallowed, blood followed 

Though with spit for all things divine 

Though with spit for all things so fucking blind 

His seal he tore and to the floor 

He threw this tie to heaven 

Signifying holy war 

And watchful of this sign 

A thousand flames, unauthorized 

Left celestial posts 

To coalesce and, unified 

Return their fallen leader 

As he turned one final time 

And threw a glance 

Like a downward lance 

That stung like guilt in every mind