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Founds total 34 songs

Swansong For A Raven

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Forgive the day's. Last serenades. Her skies they bruise like Nordic women. Deep crimson stains. That Death would claim. His robes of office swim in. .


Soft White Throat

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

A voyeur in league with the great thief night. In an overthrow of women light. Slid in to rob the prayers. She whispered to the air with thin deliberation.



Satyriasis

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Glory and praise to thee in all the steeps. Of Heaven where thou didst reign, and in the deeps. Of Hell where fallen thy dream, silently.. . Related. .


Prey

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Nightfall, in thrall. I call her beauty to me. Whose ebon-lidded eyes excite. Shadows to wander through me. Whose kiss glittered with sleep. Is a thief come after dark.


Painting Flowers White Never Suited My Palette

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

(No Lyrics - Instrumental). . Related. . Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends. . Watch Fergie's Epic 'Double Dutchess: Seeing Double' Teaser.


Nymphetamine (overdose)

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2006
Updated: 7 years ago

Led to the river. Midsummer I wave. A 'V' of black swans. On with hope to the grave. . And through red September. When skies fire-paved. I begged you appear.


Nymphetamine Fix

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2008
Updated: 7 years ago

Lead to the river. Midsummer, I waved. A ?V? of black swans. On with hope to the grave. All through Red September. With skies fire-paved. I begged you appear.


Mother Of Abominations

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Mother of abominations. Our Lady Overkill. Smothering the congregation. Grips the cosmic wheel. A lover of acceleration. No mercy or brakes applied. I see dead stars collide.


Medusa And Hemlock

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Dim the lights, wrong the rites. Toss the puerile cross away. We are gashing from a venomous womb. Burning bright, dead of night. Pyres stain a milky way.


Mannequin

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2006
Updated: 7 years ago

Led to other worlds. By the girls she curled within. I took their skins to see her. Be my mannequin. . Be my mannequin. I cannot remember. How it was that we first met.



Gilded Cunt

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Your misery is worn as a veil. To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind. In place of eve a bitter parody hails. Daggers from the swagger. Of a sodomite's concubine.


Gabrielle

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Foul snake despair. Where once you darkened gardens. Another coils there. Where twice you sliced all hope from me. And left these present scars. An insane love now burns above.


Filthy Little Secret

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

There hides a secret. Deeply twined inside of her mind. A tried and confined egret. That pines to fly south. To this mouth of mine. . Pity. . Too long have these emotions.


English Fire

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Seven brides serve me seven sins. Seven seas writhe for me. From Orient gates to R'lyeh. Abydos to Thessaly. And Sirens sing from stern. But now I cease to play.


Coffin Fodder

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

The time has come. To rise again. Freedom lift thy sewered hem. Free from beasts and skewered men. . My dreams unroll. Ten thousand fold. Their world will never take me.


Babalon A.d. (so Glad For The Madness)

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

I bled on a pivotal stretch. Like a clockwork Christ. Bears sore stigmata, bored. . And as I threw Job, I drove. Myself to a martyred wretch. To see if I drew pity.


Absinthe With Faust

Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Year: 2007
Updated: 7 years ago

Pour the emerald wine. Into crystal glasses. We will touch the divine. Through kissed catharsis. . Let us pitch to the seven year itch. Of the ultra-decadent.


Wings Of God

Artist: Anathema
Year: 2006
Updated: 7 years ago

No one can find me. Here in my soul. Kicking and screaming. Out of control. . Calm myself down. Nobody knows. No one can find me. Here in my soul. . Hooked on your problems.


Underworld

Artist: Anathema
Year: 2006
Updated: 7 years ago

Your good intentions are boring, take me away. If it keeps you sane, is that ok?. If I played it safe would it save me?. I'd like to get some rest now if I could just ignore the truth.


Temporary Peace

Artist: Anathema
Year: 2008
Updated: 7 years ago

Deep inside the silence staring out upon the sea. The waves are washing over half forgotten memory. Deep within the moment laughter floats upon the breeze.


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