歌曲 | Beneath The Howling Stars |
歌手 | Cradle of Filth |
专辑 | Lovecraft & Witch Hearts |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Cradle Of Filth, Filth |
[00:32.67] | Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring |
[00:35.04] | Her spinal chill rakes the earth |
[00:36.74] | Whilst pensive souls at zero sing |
[00:38.86] | Woebetidings of rebirth |
[00:40.55] | Under cold stares of Mars maligned |
[00:42.49] | Near-suicides cross their hearts |
[00:44.36] | And unborns writhe in tepid brine |
[00:46.42] | For something wicked this way starts |
[00:49.30] | |
[00:55.69] | Beneath the howling stars |
[00:59.57] | |
[01:04.88] | Elizabeth, paragon of vice |
[01:07.45] | Watches the sun set pyres alight |
[01:09.19] | As Bane and Tyranny, Her Dobermans sleep |
[01:11.57] | Like spellbound paramours at Her feet |
[01:13.69] | A chatter of bells without |
[01:15.38] | Raise hellhounds, teeth on edge |
[01:17.32] | From sleighs hastened through snow lit red |
[01:19.76] | Guests espied from the garret ledge |
[01:21.69] | Great gloomy mirror tell Her face |
[01:24.26] | She will outblind them all |
[01:25.57] | That heavenly bodies would fall from grace |
[01:28.13] | To possess such a lustrous pall |
[01:30.39] | |
[01:31.76] | For beauty is always Cruel... |
[01:33.95] | |
[01:35.57] | For beauty is always... |
[01:38.26] | destiny in chains commence... |
[01:41.20] | |
[01:42.13] | Damnation under Gods seeking recompense |
[01:44.76] | Enslaving to the whims of this |
[01:47.13] | |
[01:47.70] | As the dance ensued |
[01:50.01] | |
[01:57.44] | Elizabeth's mood |
[01:58.64] | Tempered by the craft of a vitreous moon |
[02:00.88] | In slick black iciness it grew |
[02:03.64] | To consume |
[02:04.51] | The wench Her tower tombed |
[02:06.57] | Tending to Her costume |
[02:08.32] | Bore the brunt of the storm |
[02:10.13] | When the needle askewed |
[02:11.32] | She has Her dogs maul the bitch's wrists through |
[02:14.82] | Restored to jaded bliss |
[02:16.14] | This evisceratrix |
[02:17.01] | Descended to the ball |
[02:18.57] | With painted blood upon Her lips |
[02:20.01] | Passing like a comet so white |
[02:21.89] | As to eclipse |
[02:24.38] | |
[02:34.45] | The waltz wound down, transfixed |
[02:35.88] | Devoid of all breath in the air |
[02:37.57] | Even Death paled to compare |
[02:39.25] | To the taint of Her splendour |
[02:43.07] | So rare and engendered |
[02:47.01] | |
[02:48.57] | 'Pon the awed throng gathered |
[02:53.84] | |
[02:54.84] | There... |
[03:03.47] | Beneath the howling stars |
[03:06.78] | She danced so macabre |
[03:09.90] | Men entranced divined from Her gait |
[03:11.84] | That this angel stepped from a pedestal |
[03:14.34] | Had won remission from fate |
[03:16.65] | By alighting to darker spheres |
[03:18.40] | Delighting in held sway |
[03:20.59] | For She was not unlike the Goddess |
[03:23.84] | To whom the wolves bayed |
[03:27.46] | "Whilst envy glanced daggers |
[03:29.40] | From court maidens, arboured |
[03:31.47] | |
[03:32.03] | Who whispered in sects |
[03:34.34] | Of suspicions abroad |
[03:37.09] | |
[03:37.97] | That Elizabeth bewitched |
[03:39.53] | See how even now the whore casts |
[03:42.28] | Her spells upon the Black Count |
[03:43.97] | Whom Her reddened lips hold fast" |
[03:46.78] | Tongue unto tongue |
[03:47.97] | Swept on tides without care |
[03:50.96] | For the harpies who rallied |
[03:54.47] | Their maledict glares |
[03:55.53] | A halo of ravens tousled Her hair |
[03:58.16] | Chandeliers a tiara |
[04:00.09] | For passions ensnared |
[04:02.53] | |
[04:04.03] | "Phantasies sexed |
[04:05.46] | When their eyes, moonstruck met |
[04:08.74] | Their friction wore a way |
[04:12.64] | Through the sea of foreplay |
[04:15.57] | Lovers at first bite |
[04:18.27] | She an Eve tempted to lay |
[04:21.77] | Gasping at rafters |
[04:23.08] | Flesh pressed in ballet" |
[04:24.83] | But caprice, honours leashed |
[04:27.64] | She absconded the feast |
[04:29.77] | To prowl wonderland |
[04:30.95] | Beasts in hand from the Keep |
[04:33.33] | Of Feudal dilemma |
[04:34.45] | Well mantled in furs |
[04:36.20] | Through cullis to watch |
[04:38.41] | Dogstars howl at the earth |
[04:41.16] | On this violent night |
[04:42.66] | Unholy night |
[04:43.41] | Winds lashed their limbs together |
[04:44.97] | the ether As vent it's wintry spite |
[04:46.91] | She wished His kiss on Her frozen landscapes |
[04:51.90] | To excite the bleak advance |
[04:53.34] | From castle bowers |
[04:54.03] | Wherein small hours |
[04:54.83] | The Devil never came by chance |
[04:56.90] | A lone charm tied to Her inner thigh |
[04:58.71] | Sent lusts nova as hooves trod |
[05:00.15] | Cobbled streets where lowlives fleet |
[05:01.71] | Were flung to a wayward god |
[05:03.15] | Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring |
[05:05.28] | Her spinal chill rakes the earth |
[05:08.15] | Whilst pensive souls at zero sing |
[05:09.59] | Woebetidings of rebirth |
[05:10.34] | Under cold stares of Mars maligned |
[05:11.53] | Near-suicides cross their hearts |
[05:12.53] | And unborns writhe in tepid brine |
[05:13.96] | For something wicked this way starts |
[05:16.46] | Beneath the howling stars |
[05:17.71] | Pounding upon the pauper ridge |
[05:19.84] | Earshot of a hunched beldame |
[05:21.96] | |
[05:23.59] | Elizabeth teased, would He dare to please |
[05:27.15] | Such elderly loins enflamed? |
[05:28.03] | To this He feigned a grim disdain |
[05:29.53] | Playing to Her slayful eye |
[05:30.90] | But the hag replied... |
[05:33.21] | "This girl that chides |
[05:34.84] | Will soon be as plagued with age as I" |
[05:37.27] | Her consort laughed a plume of icy breath |
[05:39.59] | For Elizabeth's grace could raise |
[05:42.40] | A flag of truce in burning heaven |
[05:44.90] | Or the dead from early graves |
[05:46.34] | Yet still She seethed |
[05:47.27] | This proud Snow Queen |
[05:48.21] | Embittered with the cursed retort |
[05:49.78] | And because He sought Her loves onslaught |
[05:51.65] | He gutted the crone for sport |
[05:53.15] | Soon in full moon fever they were wed |
[05:55.15] | Lycanthropic in the conjugal bed |
[05:56.53] | Littered with aphrodisiacs |
[05:57.53] | To tease dynastic union |
[05:58.53] | And beget them further maniacs |
[05:59.72] | Elizabeth |
[05:59.90] | Free reigned, now a Countess |
[06:01.15] | Outwielded and outwore |
[06:01.90] | Her title like a favoured dress |
[06:03.40] | Whilst Her errant Lord |
[06:04.63] | |
[06:06.82] | Whose seasons savoured war |
[06:10.57] | Stormed black to fell the infidel |
[06:16.35] | |
[06:17.07] | Her embers, tempered, roared. |
[06:17.89] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Cradle Of Filth, Filth |
[00:32.67] | Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring |
[00:35.04] | Her spinal chill rakes the earth |
[00:36.74] | Whilst pensive souls at zero sing |
[00:38.86] | Woebetidings of rebirth |
[00:40.55] | Under cold stares of Mars maligned |
[00:42.49] | Nearsuicides cross their hearts |
[00:44.36] | And unborns writhe in tepid brine |
[00:46.42] | For something wicked this way starts |
[00:49.30] | |
[00:55.69] | Beneath the howling stars |
[00:59.57] | |
[01:04.88] | Elizabeth, paragon of vice |
[01:07.45] | Watches the sun set pyres alight |
[01:09.19] | As Bane and Tyranny, Her Dobermans sleep |
[01:11.57] | Like spellbound paramours at Her feet |
[01:13.69] | A chatter of bells without |
[01:15.38] | Raise hellhounds, teeth on edge |
[01:17.32] | From sleighs hastened through snow lit red |
[01:19.76] | Guests espied from the garret ledge |
[01:21.69] | Great gloomy mirror tell Her face |
[01:24.26] | She will outblind them all |
[01:25.57] | That heavenly bodies would fall from grace |
[01:28.13] | To possess such a lustrous pall |
[01:30.39] | |
[01:31.76] | For beauty is always Cruel... |
[01:33.95] | |
[01:35.57] | For beauty is always... |
[01:38.26] | destiny in chains commence... |
[01:41.20] | |
[01:42.13] | Damnation under Gods seeking recompense |
[01:44.76] | Enslaving to the whims of this |
[01:47.13] | |
[01:47.70] | As the dance ensued |
[01:50.01] | |
[01:57.44] | Elizabeth' s mood |
[01:58.64] | Tempered by the craft of a vitreous moon |
[02:00.88] | In slick black iciness it grew |
[02:03.64] | To consume |
[02:04.51] | The wench Her tower tombed |
[02:06.57] | Tending to Her costume |
[02:08.32] | Bore the brunt of the storm |
[02:10.13] | When the needle askewed |
[02:11.32] | She has Her dogs maul the bitch' s wrists through |
[02:14.82] | Restored to jaded bliss |
[02:16.14] | This evisceratrix |
[02:17.01] | Descended to the ball |
[02:18.57] | With painted blood upon Her lips |
[02:20.01] | Passing like a comet so white |
[02:21.89] | As to eclipse |
[02:24.38] | |
[02:34.45] | The waltz wound down, transfixed |
[02:35.88] | Devoid of all breath in the air |
[02:37.57] | Even Death paled to compare |
[02:39.25] | To the taint of Her splendour |
[02:43.07] | So rare and engendered |
[02:47.01] | |
[02:48.57] | ' Pon the awed throng gathered |
[02:53.84] | |
[02:54.84] | There... |
[03:03.47] | Beneath the howling stars |
[03:06.78] | She danced so macabre |
[03:09.90] | Men entranced divined from Her gait |
[03:11.84] | That this angel stepped from a pedestal |
[03:14.34] | Had won remission from fate |
[03:16.65] | By alighting to darker spheres |
[03:18.40] | Delighting in held sway |
[03:20.59] | For She was not unlike the Goddess |
[03:23.84] | To whom the wolves bayed |
[03:27.46] | " Whilst envy glanced daggers |
[03:29.40] | From court maidens, arboured |
[03:31.47] | |
[03:32.03] | Who whispered in sects |
[03:34.34] | Of suspicions abroad |
[03:37.09] | |
[03:37.97] | That Elizabeth bewitched |
[03:39.53] | See how even now the whore casts |
[03:42.28] | Her spells upon the Black Count |
[03:43.97] | Whom Her reddened lips hold fast" |
[03:46.78] | Tongue unto tongue |
[03:47.97] | Swept on tides without care |
[03:50.96] | For the harpies who rallied |
[03:54.47] | Their maledict glares |
[03:55.53] | A halo of ravens tousled Her hair |
[03:58.16] | Chandeliers a tiara |
[04:00.09] | For passions ensnared |
[04:02.53] | |
[04:04.03] | " Phantasies sexed |
[04:05.46] | When their eyes, moonstruck met |
[04:08.74] | Their friction wore a way |
[04:12.64] | Through the sea of foreplay |
[04:15.57] | Lovers at first bite |
[04:18.27] | She an Eve tempted to lay |
[04:21.77] | Gasping at rafters |
[04:23.08] | Flesh pressed in ballet" |
[04:24.83] | But caprice, honours leashed |
[04:27.64] | She absconded the feast |
[04:29.77] | To prowl wonderland |
[04:30.95] | Beasts in hand from the Keep |
[04:33.33] | Of Feudal dilemma |
[04:34.45] | Well mantled in furs |
[04:36.20] | Through cullis to watch |
[04:38.41] | Dogstars howl at the earth |
[04:41.16] | On this violent night |
[04:42.66] | Unholy night |
[04:43.41] | Winds lashed their limbs together |
[04:44.97] | the ether As vent it' s wintry spite |
[04:46.91] | She wished His kiss on Her frozen landscapes |
[04:51.90] | To excite the bleak advance |
[04:53.34] | From castle bowers |
[04:54.03] | Wherein small hours |
[04:54.83] | The Devil never came by chance |
[04:56.90] | A lone charm tied to Her inner thigh |
[04:58.71] | Sent lusts nova as hooves trod |
[05:00.15] | Cobbled streets where lowlives fleet |
[05:01.71] | Were flung to a wayward god |
[05:03.15] | Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring |
[05:05.28] | Her spinal chill rakes the earth |
[05:08.15] | Whilst pensive souls at zero sing |
[05:09.59] | Woebetidings of rebirth |
[05:10.34] | Under cold stares of Mars maligned |
[05:11.53] | Nearsuicides cross their hearts |
[05:12.53] | And unborns writhe in tepid brine |
[05:13.96] | For something wicked this way starts |
[05:16.46] | Beneath the howling stars |
[05:17.71] | Pounding upon the pauper ridge |
[05:19.84] | Earshot of a hunched beldame |
[05:21.96] | |
[05:23.59] | Elizabeth teased, would He dare to please |
[05:27.15] | Such elderly loins enflamed? |
[05:28.03] | To this He feigned a grim disdain |
[05:29.53] | Playing to Her slayful eye |
[05:30.90] | But the hag replied... |
[05:33.21] | " This girl that chides |
[05:34.84] | Will soon be as plagued with age as I" |
[05:37.27] | Her consort laughed a plume of icy breath |
[05:39.59] | For Elizabeth' s grace could raise |
[05:42.40] | A flag of truce in burning heaven |
[05:44.90] | Or the dead from early graves |
[05:46.34] | Yet still She seethed |
[05:47.27] | This proud Snow Queen |
[05:48.21] | Embittered with the cursed retort |
[05:49.78] | And because He sought Her loves onslaught |
[05:51.65] | He gutted the crone for sport |
[05:53.15] | Soon in full moon fever they were wed |
[05:55.15] | Lycanthropic in the conjugal bed |
[05:56.53] | Littered with aphrodisiacs |
[05:57.53] | To tease dynastic union |
[05:58.53] | And beget them further maniacs |
[05:59.72] | Elizabeth |
[05:59.90] | Free reigned, now a Countess |
[06:01.15] | Outwielded and outwore |
[06:01.90] | Her title like a favoured dress |
[06:03.40] | Whilst Her errant Lord |
[06:04.63] | |
[06:06.82] | Whose seasons savoured war |
[06:10.57] | Stormed black to fell the infidel |
[06:16.35] | |
[06:17.07] | Her embers, tempered, roared. |
[06:17.89] |