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Tortured Soul Asylum Lyrics
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 tranc I've prised wide
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to darker sides
A glimse of plinths where Midian lies
Midian...
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 cemetary 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
(Though the only angels in repose
Were those with ivy-strangled necks)
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, mesmerised, started not from tombs
Or their waltz so sibilant
Through the gathering gloom
But from the flumes of the moon in bloom
Baring each 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
Though the only Angels arose
Were those who fell to most requests
Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault
Caught twisted whispers were fisted sisters
Haunched, flaunted orifice
Midst lighter fingered mists
Whilst I watched without revolt
Carnalities few breasts permit
Between the dog and the wolf
Bared fangs met in intercourse
A nightly rite of teeth and cunt
For those who rose to hunt
Sore sights that preyed on Me for days
And in laudanum'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
(An underworld free of Mortal rule)
Grotesques and wolves in womens skin
Th raven-winged and missing limbed
Suicides and split-thighed Seraphim
And marble stairs
Stargazers dare
Ascend like prayer
(As smoke or ghost or ligte nightmare)
Under fullmoons waxing lyrically
Death's poetry floods the soul
Like the reeking weed of a demon freed
To curse the stars with vertigo
And in their dance, in trance I prise wide
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to other sides
A labyrinth wherein Midian hides
Midian....
I know I've seen
Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity
Lucent prides amassed in last retreat
Prurient souls but no more freaks
Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from Me
And just like grin 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....
Exhuming the moon
Through the bars in My room
The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through....
But no Genotypes, Aphrodites
Daemonarchetypes
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 on crosses
My fate is a preview of derelict Hell
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 tranc I've prised wide
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to darker sides
A glimse of plinths where Midian lies
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
Nailing wet lips to cold cemetary walls
Flashes of lust to dust
Splashed across my psychic pall
As hybrid lovers reached their cusp
With final thrusts I saw it all
A long-fabled Judecca
A sanctuary for sin....
To rival heaven
Free of Eden's tragic wreck
(Though the only angels in repose
Were those with ivy-strangled necks)
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
The Tribes of Christ will not forgive
And shall not suffer their kind to live
Or their waltz so sibilant
Through the gathering gloom
But from the flumes of the moon in bloom
Baring each a face effaced
And raped in the womb
A vatican lying in state
For the sanctity of sin....
To rival heaven
Above Eden's birth defects
Though the only Angels arose
Were those who fell to most requests
Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault
Caught twisted whispers were fisted sisters
Haunched, flaunted orifice
Midst lighter fingered mists
Whilst I watched without revolt
Carnalities few breasts permit
Bared fangs met in intercourse
A nightly rite of teeth and cunt
For those who rose to hunt
And in laudanum's haze
I painted them all....
I drew in blood, my veins in thrall
To Deathugees at peace within
(An underworld free of Mortal rule)
Grotesques and wolves in womens skin
Th raven-winged and missing limbed
Suicides and split-thighed Seraphim
Stargazers dare
Ascend like prayer
(As smoke or ghost or ligte nightmare)
Death's poetry floods the soul
Like the reeking weed of a demon freed
To curse the stars with vertigo
And in their dance, in trance I prise wide
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to other sides
A labyrinth wherein Midian hides
Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity
Lucent prides amassed in last retreat
Prurient souls but no more freaks
Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from Me
And just like grin 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....
Through the bars in My room
The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through....
But no Genotypes, Aphrodites
Daemonarchetypes
No Genobites rise to claim Me for you
Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell
No! No! No!
With prophets and losses
And dead men on crosses
My fate is a preview of derelict Hell
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fucking excellent.
I think this whole album is to do with the artwork. On the cover, it seems there are two bodyguards: the woman could be Saffron from Saffron’s Curse and the creepy monster may be Cthulhu. Then, there’s a devil head at the top which could be the guy saying: 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. In the booklet, a woman goes up stairs and a creepy man with greasy hair and a horrific mouth is seen. The woman might be Midian: A paranormal being who lives in her dimension. A guy tries to noter the place and in Saffron’s Curse, he backfires the curse at Saffron and dies. In Death Magick For Adepts, an explosion at the end is heard and I think that song is about the guy trying to make a potion without being harrased by monsters. He exits the place while it explodes. Throughout the album, I think he goes through the labrynth and in Tortured Soul Asylum, there are two theories: 1, he turns to bones and dies in a cell and number 2, he kills Midian while the dimension explodes as he makes it out alive...
This song is about someone who is trying to get into the city of Midian, which you would know about if your familar with Clive Barker's work and the movie Nightbreed (based on Clive Barker's ideas). Basically Midian is a hidden city...you should watch the movie Nightbreed for a better understanding.
Anyway, you get 'called' to Midian if you have commited a crime like murder or something similar, and things called Cenobites come to get you. The lyrics above misquote Cenobited with 'Genobites', but i suggest you watch the movie Nightbreed and the Hellraiser movies (only 1, 2, 3 & 4...the rest are not very good).
The whole album and artwork have a Midian theme to them, so if you are an in depth CoF fan and want a better understanding, the movies i mentioned along with Clive Barker's book Cabal (which is what Nightbreed was based on) are very worth reading/watching.
Also, i must mention that Doug Bradley (who has a major role in Nightbreed and Hellraiser) is the voice at the start of Her Ghost In The Fog, Tortured Soul Asylum & mid way through Death Magik For Adepts...he also plays the coolest bad guy ever in Hellraiser, the awsome Pinhead.
Thanks mike. i looked up Midian in the bible and it didn't really fit with the song. this song has some of the best wordplay i've ever heard. without dought one of the best written songs on midian. love it.
I kind of "steretyped" Cradle of Filth earlier. I had never heard them before, and jugded by their looks, I 'hated' them to use that expression.
I have to agree with Hailtothemike on this one. I've seen all movies btw ;) ..
I love the sound about 1:10 / 15 secs into the song. I don't know why, an orgasmic sound xD
Cradle of Filth, people!
Actually, they aren't Cenobites in Nightbreed. Cenobites are the creatures who claim the life of whoever has opened the Lament Configuration in Hellraiser. Anyway, Hailtothemike is almost correct. He is mostly correct in his references. But the song is not just simply based on the movie. It's more of a man who has created this world (Midian) in his head. It's his escape from his conscious mind into imagination. The more he thinks about it, the more real it becomes, and he swears he's seen it. His strong belief causes his local society to think he is insane so he is taken to a mental ward where he still dreams of escape, but is having doubts of Midian's existence.
use these lines as reference:
"Sore sights that preyed on Me for days And in laudanum's haze I painted them all...."
[laudanum produces hallucinaions]
"I know I've seen Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity Lucent prides amassed in last retreat Prurient 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...."
[He is still fighting for his belief that the Nightbreed will come to rescue him]
"Exhuming the moon Through the bars in My room The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through.... But no Genotypes, Aphrodites Daemonarchetypes No Cenobites rise to claim Me for you"
[He is starting to realize that none of these creatures are coming to save him. He is alone with only his imagination]
"No! No! No! Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell No! No! No! With prophets and losses And dead men on crosses My fate is a preview of derelict Hell"
[This is obvious. He is getting desparate and crying out. He does not wish to be stuck in the mortal world where others' beliefs do not match his own. He wants to be with beings that can share his pain, his thoughts, and his feelings. But all he has are his reflections of his own mind, and his padded walls.]
listening to this kick ass song right now, it has a sample of Dance Macabre in it eh.
the above posters have good information on this song and the whole Midian concept
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
i think that is about people interpreting unkown things such as the garden of eden or the hanging gardens of babylon
Am I the only one that thinks it's about a man that rape a virgin, and was sentenced to death?