Presents From The Poison - Hearted Lyrics - Damnation And A Day - Cradle Of Filth

Reigning at the feast of phantasia 

Heightened pleasures were endeavoured to bow 

Before my coronation and vocal aspirations 

To rule this fool creation fallen 'neath me now 

I knew deep eyes 

Of a distant christ 

Were scarred from afar under starry lustre 

Sighting my recitals on the rites of vice 

Perverting virtue 

Enslaving grace 

Behind the glittering mask of pride 

Saving face finding thorns to pierce his side 

Desire, the fire 

Spread hell throughout my soul 

And higher the wire 

The more I sought control 

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Straining from the leash in exultation 

Head to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungs 

The global scent of fornication 

A writhe of many vipers deciphering tongues 

I whispered schemes to dreamers then 

To pursue an eden 

That screamed of me supreme again 

As my world bloomed 

So too the moon 

Through adam to seth, enos, cainan 

Mahalaleel and jared blew 

Perverting virtue 

Enslaving grace 

Behind the slippery guise of lies 

Saving face making waves to drown their faith 

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Messiahs, pariahs 

Aeons reversed the two 

This higher, their spires 

The more cursed grew their roots 

And suffering... 

I swept cruel seas 

On the galley of the shadow of death 

A fist in the cunt of the spread horizon 

A kiss for the sun risen red once dines on 

The coast of menses 

Discharged from celestial wombs 

A first degree murder of ravens 

Followed in fugue through the crack of doom 

The goat of mendes 

I set regime 

In the galley of the shadow of death... 

Angels in raiments 

As pure as coal 

Taking their payments 

In tortured mortal souls 

A bold direction 

The abyss edge 

But on cold reflection 

One they warmed to nonetheless 

As they preyed the paths of the righteous 

Through the myth of thistled orchard floors 

Bearing gifts of plenitude, for 

The apples of the lord were rotten to the core 

Temptation, my ambassador 

Attila, hesiod, pharisees and nero 

All begged of me for more 

Down dark steps of history 

I waged war with a heaven 

I could not see... 

Beyond my wildest fantasies 

Throwing sixes over deadly sin 

I traded whose who played to win 

Skin for precious kin... 

And that that wormed within 

Staining the reams of revelation 

Etching ever-afters in accursed verse 

The limpid rags of resurrection 

From papal parapets were to dirt dispersed 

Desire, the flyers 

Spread hell throughout their souls 

And higher the fire 

The more I held control