The Cult Of Venus Aversa Lyrics - Darkly Darkly Venus Aversa - Cradle Of Filth

I am she 

Lilith 

Mistress of the dark 

Of Sheba 

First offender 

And succor to demons 

Whose sweet seductions and wicked rites 

Lead all too enslaved by the flesh 

To trespass against God's holy law 

And tonight I come for you 

Midnight strikes, the candles sputter 

Muttering their recking spells 

I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter 

These words i speak are gates to Hell 

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Casus belli 

In hoc signo vinces 

Veritas vos liberabit 

Casus belli 

In hoc signo vinces 

In aeternum, amen 

The scent of death is rent 

In this ornamental verse 

In ventures down the centuries 

Tormenting me with secrets so anathema 

And now the fires grate 

I must relate, to end this curse 

I'll break through spires to escape my fate 

Am I too late or just perverse? 

Midnight strikes, the candles sputter 

Muttering their recking spells 

I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter 

These words i speak are gates to Hell 

Photos 

So the blight begins 

Near the woodland of a frightened village 

Where the rites of unimaginable sin 

And the howling on the wind 

Chills the blood for fear of spillage 

Where nightfall used to be 

Blessed with best tranquility 

Its no caressed by misadventure 

Templars from the crusades 

Have birthed a church, more masquerade 

In which they worship mass dementia 

They came from dust and flame 

By the Red Sea on dead shores 

fleeing claims of blasphemy 

And bestiality 

Devils fed them back to us 

Knights of holy wars, inviting hordes 

Of grim infidelities 

In the grip of cryptic lands 

And desert sands 

They found just cause 

and midst their entourage 

Under stars 

They Bought relics and parts 

Of saints 

And evil left to clerics charge 

With Muslim plunder they built their sect 

To the composite Baphomet 

An androgynous sphinx, open, erect 

Universal in its closet display 

Spawn of Lilith and Samael 

First offender and the snake 

In thrall like pawns beneath its spell 

The templars grew to astute surrender 

Sabbatical, fanatical 

They Adorned its monstrous bur 

Whit a kings ransom of Easter jewels 

The embodiment of beast and lust 

Many moons the proved the boom 

Of immutable beautiful 

Darkness ever-afters 

Then one eve when the ancient trees 

Outside, drew back, unnerved 

The pleas form those impatient teased 

Something from the black beyond of nowhere 

A stunning woman, summoned 

Comming scimitar-curved 

Statuesque, but living flesh 

Draping nakedness about their pagan saviors 

She came Lilith, a perfect myth 

The scarlet whore 

Skinned in magnificence 

In her defense 

She only slew a few of theme 

Born of a sacrifice, a virgins price 

For the merging with a Goddess 

She prowled the world again 

Enslaving man 

With the surging of her bodice 

Midnight strikes, the candles sputter 

Muttering their recking spells 

I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter 

These words i speak are gates to Hell 

Casus belli 

In hoc signo vinces 

Veritas vos liberabit 

Casus belli 

In hoc signo vinces 

In aeternum, amen