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Reigning at the feast of Phantasia
Heightened pleasures were endeavoured to bow
Before My coronation and vocal aspirations
To rule this fool creation fallen 'neath me now
I knew deep eyes
Of a distant Christ
Were scarred from afar under starry lustre
Sighting my recitals on the rites of vice
Perverting Virtue
Enslaving grace
Behind the glittering mask of pride
Saving face finding thorns to pierce His side
Desire, the fire
Spread hell throughout my soul
And higher the wire
The more I sought control
Straining from the leash in exultation
Head to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungs
The global scent of fornication
A writhe of many vipers deciphering tongues
I whispered schemes to dreamers then
To pursue an Eden
That screamed of me supreme again
As my world bloomed
So too the moon
Through Adam to Seth, Enos, Cainan
Mahalaleel and Jared blew
Perverting virtue
Enslaving grace
Behind the slippery guise of lies
Saving face making waves to drown their faith
Messiahs, Pariahs
Aeons reversed the two
This higher, their spires
The more cursed grew their roots
And suffering...
I swept cruel seas
On the galley of the shadow of death
A fist in the cunt of the spread horizon
A kiss for the sun risen red once dines on
The coast of Menses
Discharged from celestial wombs
A first degree murder of ravens
Followed in fugue through the crack of doom
The Goat of Mendes
I set regime
In the galley of the shadow of death...
Angels in raiments
As pure as coal
Taking their payments
In tortured mortal souls
A bold direction
The abyss edge
But on cold reflection
One they warmed to nonetheless
As they preyed the paths of the righteous
Through the myth of thistled orchard floors
Bearing gifts of plenitude, for
The apples of the Lord were rotten to the core
Temptation, my ambassador
Attila, Hesiod, Pharisees and Nero
All begged of Me for more
Down dark steps of history
I waged war with a heaven
I could not see...
Beyond my wildest fantasies
Throwing sixes over deadly sin
I traded whose who played to win
Skin for precious kin...
And that that wormed within
Staining the reams of revelation
Etching ever-afters in accursed verse
The limpid rags of resurrection
From papal parapets were to dirt dispersed
Desire, the flyers
Spread hell throughout their souls
And higher the fire
The more I held control
Heightened pleasures were endeavoured to bow
Before My coronation and vocal aspirations
To rule this fool creation fallen 'neath me now
Of a distant Christ
Were scarred from afar under starry lustre
Perverting Virtue
Enslaving grace
Behind the glittering mask of pride
Saving face finding thorns to pierce His side
Spread hell throughout my soul
And higher the wire
The more I sought control
Head to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungs
The global scent of fornication
A writhe of many vipers deciphering tongues
To pursue an Eden
That screamed of me supreme again
As my world bloomed
So too the moon
Through Adam to Seth, Enos, Cainan
Mahalaleel and Jared blew
Perverting virtue
Enslaving grace
Behind the slippery guise of lies
Saving face making waves to drown their faith
Aeons reversed the two
This higher, their spires
The more cursed grew their roots
And suffering...
On the galley of the shadow of death
A kiss for the sun risen red once dines on
The coast of Menses
A first degree murder of ravens
Followed in fugue through the crack of doom
I set regime
In the galley of the shadow of death...
As pure as coal
Taking their payments
In tortured mortal souls
A bold direction
The abyss edge
But on cold reflection
One they warmed to nonetheless
Through the myth of thistled orchard floors
Bearing gifts of plenitude, for
The apples of the Lord were rotten to the core
All begged of Me for more
I waged war with a heaven
I could not see...
Beyond my wildest fantasies
I traded whose who played to win
Skin for precious kin...
And that that wormed within
Etching ever-afters in accursed verse
The limpid rags of resurrection
From papal parapets were to dirt dispersed
Desire, the flyers
Spread hell throughout their souls
And higher the fire
The more I held control
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i think this song is about taking over the "fallen" world, where Attila, Hesiod, Pharisees and Nero praised him, but i havent much of a clue, anyone like to enlighten me?
@cradleoffilth1 obviously..the whole album is a biography offffff satan
@cradleoffilth1 obviously..the whole album is a biography offffff satan
Personally, this is a statement that Feriluce has influenced the course of human history far more than god and of how his corruption has changed history.
the guitar in this song is fucking mental, just makes u go mental
intro of this song is definitely one of the best ones of cof's
'In the galley of the shadow of death...' Where does that line come from??? Sounds like Manson's "In the Shadow of the Valley of Death...
'though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death' is a line from the bible. psalm 23 i believe. i think it very unlikely that cradle of filth would need to emulate manson in their songs. dani filth is a lyrical genius already
'though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death' is a line from the bible. psalm 23 i believe. i think it very unlikely that cradle of filth would need to emulate manson in their songs. dani filth is a lyrical genius already
This was the first ever cradle song i heard i turm me into a filthian. I think the song is about the antichrist arriving at the apocalayspe.
This was the first ever cradle song i heard i turm me into a filthian. I think the song is about the antichrist arriving at the apocalayspe.