Thirteen Autumns And A Widow Lyrics - Lovecraft And Witch Hearts (the Very Best Of Cradle Of Filth) - Cradle Of Filth

Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night 

Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light 

A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas 

Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed 

To the ravenous wolves that the elements led 

From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease 

Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn 

Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm 

(Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed) 

Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new-born 

On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed 

A tragedy crept to the name Bathory 

Elizabeth christened, no paler a rose 

Grew so dark as this sylph 

None more cold in repose 

Yet Her beauty spun webs 

Round hearts a glance would betroth 

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She feared the light 

So when She fell like a sinner to vice 

Under austere, puritanical rule 

She sacrificed 

Mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall 

But after whipangels licked prisoners, thralled 

Never were Her dreams so maniacally cruel 

(And possessed of such delights) 

For ravens winged Her nightly flights 

Of erotica 

Half spurned from the pulpit 

Torments to occur 

Half learnt from the cabal of demons 

In Her 

Her walk went to voodoo 

To see Her own shadow adored 

At mass without flaw 

Though inwards She abhored 

Not Her coven of suitors 

But the stare of their Lord 

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"I must avert mine eyes to hymns 

For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin 

He knows that I dreamt of carnal rites 

With Him undead for three long nights" 

Elizabeth listened 

No sermons intoned 

Dragged such guilt to Her door 

Tombed Her soul with such stone 

For She swore the Priest sighed 

When She knelt down to atone 

She feared the light 

So when She fell 

Like a sinner to vice 

Under austere, puritanical rule 

She sacrificed 

Her decorum as chaste 

To this wolf of the cloth 

Pouncing to haunt 

Her confessional box 

Forgiveness would come 

When Her sins were washed off 

By rebaptism in white 

The looking glass cast Belladonna wreaths 

'Pon the grave of Her innocence 

Her hidden face spat murder 

From a whisper to a scream 

All sleep seemed cursed 

In Faustian verse 

But there in orgiastic Hell 

No horrors were worse 

Than the mirrored revelation 

The She kissed the Devil's phallus 

By Her own decree 

So with windows flung wide to the menstrual sky 

Solstice Eve She fled the castle in secret 

A daughter of the storm, astride Her favourite nightmare 

On winds without prayer 

Stigmata still wept between Her legs 

A cold bloodedness which impressed new hatreds 

She sought the Sorceress 

Through the snow and dank woods to the sodomite's lair 

Nine twisted fates threw hewn bone die 

For the throat of Elizabeth 

Damnation won and urged the moon 

In soliloquy to gleam 

Twixt the trees in shafts 

To ghost a path 

Past the howl of buggered nymphs 

In the sodomite's grasp 

To the forest's vulva 

Where the witch scholared Her 

In even darker themes 

"Amongst philtres and melissas 

Midst the grease of strangled men 

And eldritch truths, elder ill-omen 

Elizabeth came to life again" 

And under lacerations of dawn She returned 

Like a flame unto a deathshead 

With a promise to burn 

Secrets brooded as She rode 

Through mist and marsh to where they showed 

Her castle walls wherein the restless 

Counted carrion crows 

She awoke from a fable to mourning 

Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep 

Tolled by a priest, self castrated and hung 

Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry 

The biblical prattled their mantras 

Hexes six-tripled their fees 

But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen Autumns had passed 

And She was a widow from god and His wrath, finally