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
Like a thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl
Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt
(Keeping Sodom at night at bay)
Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance to the moon
As we did in those golden days
Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl
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
Like a thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl
Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt
(Keeping Sodom at night at bay)
Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance to the moon
As we did in those golden days
Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl
Lyrics submitted by beatensenseless, edited by fucknames
Nymphetamine Fix Lyrics as written by Daniel Lloyd Davey Adrian Paul Erlandsson
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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And we see that the man has had his faith broken many times: "So I swore to the razor that never enchained / Would your dark nails of faith be pushed through my veins again." And he's fighting against her, but she calls to him like a Goddess, Liv's voice hauntingly beautiful.
She tries to pull him back, to remind him of their times together in a way that is emotional: "Bared on your tomb I'm a prayer for your loneliness," sexual: "I could always find the right slot for your sacred key," as well as deeply spiritual: "Fall into my arms, hold their mesmeric sway/ And dance out to the moon as we did in those golden days." He speaks of her like an addiction, and that's what it is. No matter that he knows better, we still see him pulled in, enraptured by the memory: "Christening stars, I remember the way/ We were needle and spoon mislaid in burning hay."
This woman is all that the man has, she's his whole world, the "prayer for his loneliness." And he knows she'll use him, abandon him, but he's caught up in the beauty of her, and, try as he might, he can never let go of her. She's his drug.
Nevertheless, outstanding interpretation, the best I've seen!
they mixed the words Anphetamine and Nymphette together, like she is his drug of choice and he "never enchained" would have her "dark nails of faith/Be pushed through my veins again" He has killed himself to shake his addiction to her beauty/sex proof is in the next line "Bared on your tomb"
anyway i think the title says it all, he's addicted to a girl, (it sounds cliched but the "nymph" part means sex so i think its a girl) but she keeps fucking him up like a drug but he's hooked and keeps going back.
no,..,wait, this is cradle, thats all too basic. theres no way its that simple....is there??
'Sick and weak from my condition' - o' course its going to make you pretty weak... it says here its a condition
'This lust, this vampyric addiction' - hes addicted to it... in a vampyric way... and its damn lustful!
'To Her alone in full submission, None better...
Nymphetamine' not quite sure about this one either... could be that theres no one better then
another nymphetamine to do it with cos they are as screwed up as he is maybe...
you can see the drug references comparing his lust for her to narcotics " we were needle and spoon mislaid in the burning hay" etc.
I think this version is pretty straight forward...it seems like they were together at one point and now are separted for whatever reason (although it seems like she probably disposed of him) and they're mourning the loss of each other (while he's a bit more desperate and less romantic)
nymphomaniac is a word. amphetamine is a word. but not Nymphetamine.
a nymphomaniac is someone who is addicted to sex...
and an amphetamine is a drug...
but if you mix up the words you get a drug which makes ppl horney for women!!!
therefore the titles nymphetamine 'overdose' and nymphetamine 'fix' make sense
ta da! i cant belive i didnt see that earlier!!!
I think in this case, Dani Filth has mixed the words Anphetamine and Nymphette together, like she is a drug.