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    Cradle Of Filth

    track 11
    Midian [2000]
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    Oh, sweet Midian
    I burn for thee at heart
    Don't despair me
    Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather
    To where pleasure rings deep secrets
    In spurts after dark

    Under full moons waxing lyrically
    Death's poetry floods the soul
    Like the freezing seed of a demon freed
    To curse the stars with vertigo
    And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide
    Slick rifts twist obsidian thighs
    Hymeneal gates to darker sides
    A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies


    Haunted by this portent
    This obsession in my mind
    With a city sunk below
    Tall cedar groves and graves sublime
    Sporting their importance
    Marble wings spread to the skies
    A vale of dreams that it would seem
    The daylights race to leave behind

    These visions struck like a furious fuck
    Nailing wet lips to cold cemetery walls
    Flashes of lust to dust
    Splashed across my psychic pall
    As hybrid lovers reached their cusp
    With final thrusts I saw it all

    Forbidden Midian
    A long fabled Judecca
    A sanctuary for sin
    To rival Heaven
    Free of Eden's tragic wreck
    Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and vault
    Gaunt, haunched edifices
    Midst lightfingered mists
    From whence more awful shadows
    Drew back rusted bolts
    And dared a threshold
    The searing sun had knelt to kiss

    Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth
    The Tribes of Christ will not forgive
    And shall not suffer their kind to live

    For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs
    Or their waltz so sibilant
    Through the gathering gloom
    But from flumes of the moon in bloom
    Baring cach a face effaced
    And raped in the womb

    In hidden Midian
    A vatican lying in state
    For the sanctity of sin
    To rival Heaven
    Above Eden's birth defects
    Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault
    Caught twisted whispers where fisted sisters
    Haunched, flaunted orifice
    Midst lighter fingered mists
    Whilst I watched without revolt
    Carnalities few beasts permit

    Between the dog and wolf
    Bared fangs met in intercourse
    A nightly rite of teeth and cunt
    For those below who rose to hunt

    Saw sights that preyed on me for days
    And in laudenum's haze
    I painted them all
    The slew of sith and kin
    I drew in blood, my veins in thrall
    To Deathugees at peace within
    Crotesques and wolves in womens' skins
    The raven winged and missing limbed
    Suicides and split thighed Seraphim
    And marble stairs
    Stargazers dare
    Ascend like prayer

    Under fullmoons waxing lyrically
    Death's poetry floods the soul
    Like the recking weed of a demon freed
    To curse the star with vertigo
    And in their dance, in trance I prise wide
    Slick rifts twist obsidian thighs
    Hymeneal gates to other sides
    A labyrinth wherein Midian hides


    I know I've seen
    Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity
    Lucent prides amassed in last retreat
    Purient souls but no more freaks
    Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from me
    And just like grim ascension prophecies
    My revenge, carved deep, will be
    A grisly plot that reads
    Like my filthy white ward spattered with their screams
    When my Deviliverers come from fog for me

    Please come for me

    Exhuming the moon
    Through the bars in my room
    The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through
    But no Genobites rise to claim me for you

    No! No! No!
    Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell
    No! No! No!
    With prophets and losses
    And dead men from crosses
    My fate is a preview of derelict Hell

    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Adrian Paul Erlandsson, Dani Davey, Gianpiero Guiseppe Piras, Martin F. Powell, Paul James Allender, Robin Mark Eaglestone.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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