the song is amazing,I love it when Sarah Jesebel Deva sings along with Dani.cradleoffilth1,why did you post the lyrics with so many gaps?it's rather tiring when reading them.and there are a few spell mistakes.anyway,these are the lyrics of the song: We rise with the sun in the underworld
We suffer from a graveless name
We prise wide lids
And wounds with lips curled
Over teeth that have tasted shame
Cemetery and sundown
Against the flora of nightfall
We gather like the fauna of war
To curse Aurora so spiteful
With her stake in the coming of dawn
To conjure forth the past
Those heady nights of pain resplendent
In the service of the Goddess of Death
When her sheets ran royalty-red
Moons lengthen our crypt-kept silhouettes
Shadows dance, eyes flicker in descent
Unveil the greed, our needs are bitter, spent
On upturned mouths and haunts of wickedness
We walk this Eden, a secret
Faces hidden under Leonine pride
In dusk’s embrace
We find it hard to keep it
When blood and lust and waking worlds collide
Too long have we skulked like drifters
In the cities of the neon sun
Vagabond dogs and graveyard shifters
Mona Lisas where the paint has run
I miss our glorious past
Our nightly flights of fear dependent
Like phantoms in the eaves for Miss Christine
When the song bird broke her neck
Wolves howl their fogbound serenades
Churches arch their backs with balustrades
Praise be to the shedding of masquerades
When we hunt these vestal vermin unafraid
Of the covenant made…
Draw the blinds on the floors of raw meat
There is murder in the thirst
Rich red vascular tapestries
Hung in gilded frames of nuns asleep
In dreams where themes of bestiality
Are a blessing on their Sunday sheep
Sermons hang a black gown
Over cemetery and sundown
Now the clock is harrying midnight
And the ghost of yet-to-come
Will she show rewrites of dark delight
Or the sewers we’ve overrun?
I see a winter palace
Cut diamonds at a porcelain neck
When Swan Lake crushed poor sanity’s spirit
As I threw her to it bled
We rise with the sun in the underworld
We suffer from a graveless name
We prise wide lids
And wounds with lips curled
Over teeth that have tasted shame
We walk this Eden, a secret
Faces hidden under Leonid pride
In dusk’s embrace
We find it hard to keep it
When blood and lust and waking worlds collide
the song is amazing,I love it when Sarah Jesebel Deva sings along with Dani.cradleoffilth1,why did you post the lyrics with so many gaps?it's rather tiring when reading them.and there are a few spell mistakes.anyway,these are the lyrics of the song: We rise with the sun in the underworld We suffer from a graveless name We prise wide lids And wounds with lips curled Over teeth that have tasted shame
Cemetery and sundown
Against the flora of nightfall We gather like the fauna of war To curse Aurora so spiteful With her stake in the coming of dawn To conjure forth the past Those heady nights of pain resplendent In the service of the Goddess of Death When her sheets ran royalty-red
Moons lengthen our crypt-kept silhouettes Shadows dance, eyes flicker in descent Unveil the greed, our needs are bitter, spent On upturned mouths and haunts of wickedness
We walk this Eden, a secret Faces hidden under Leonine pride In dusk’s embrace We find it hard to keep it When blood and lust and waking worlds collide
Too long have we skulked like drifters In the cities of the neon sun Vagabond dogs and graveyard shifters Mona Lisas where the paint has run I miss our glorious past Our nightly flights of fear dependent Like phantoms in the eaves for Miss Christine When the song bird broke her neck
Wolves howl their fogbound serenades Churches arch their backs with balustrades Praise be to the shedding of masquerades When we hunt these vestal vermin unafraid Of the covenant made…
Draw the blinds on the floors of raw meat There is murder in the thirst
Rich red vascular tapestries Hung in gilded frames of nuns asleep In dreams where themes of bestiality Are a blessing on their Sunday sheep
Sermons hang a black gown Over cemetery and sundown
Now the clock is harrying midnight And the ghost of yet-to-come Will she show rewrites of dark delight Or the sewers we’ve overrun? I see a winter palace Cut diamonds at a porcelain neck When Swan Lake crushed poor sanity’s spirit As I threw her to it bled
We rise with the sun in the underworld We suffer from a graveless name We prise wide lids And wounds with lips curled Over teeth that have tasted shame
We walk this Eden, a secret Faces hidden under Leonid pride In dusk’s embrace We find it hard to keep it When blood and lust and waking worlds collide