歌曲 | The Twisted Nails Of Faith |
歌手 | Cradle of Filth |
专辑 | Lovecraft & Witch Hearts |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Cradle Of Faith, Dani |
[00:06.43] | Mirror, mirror on the wall |
[00:08.43] | Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all? |
[00:10.99] | For if I shall see thy will be done |
[00:13.56] | Grant me the Witchcraft of thy tongue |
[00:16.68] | |
[01:42.36] | Three moondials froze in the shadow of six |
[01:44.48] | As another soul passed to the grasping styx |
[01:46.92] | Clutching their trinket crucifix |
[01:49.73] | |
[01:51.42] | Bats blew from eaves in a dissonant surge |
[01:53.92] | Omens of corruption from within the church |
[01:56.61] | A fetid, dank oasis still clung to fool rebirth |
[02:00.67] | |
[02:01.36] | Alone as a stone cold altar |
[02:03.61] | The castle and its keep |
[02:06.24] | Like faerytale dominion rose |
[02:08.61] | A widow to the snow peaks |
[02:09.49] | |
[02:10.49] | Wherein reclined the Countess |
[02:11.91] | |
[02:13.48] | Limbs purring from the kill |
[02:15.85] | |
[02:16.60] | Bathed in virgin white and like the night |
[02:19.29] | Alive and young and unfulfilled |
[02:21.39] | |
[02:26.64] | Was it the cry of a wolf |
[02:28.89] | That broke the silver thread of enchanted thoughts? |
[02:33.51] | Of Her life as a mere reflection |
[02:36.45] | As the moon's in narrow windows caught |
[02:38.13] | That opened like dark eyelids on |
[02:39.51] | The sigh of the woods that the wind fell upon |
[02:43.95] | Like a Siren weaving song |
[02:45.82] | |
[02:46.45] | From the lilt of choirs choking |
[02:49.32] | Where the vengeful dead |
[02:51.57] | Belong... |
[02:52.13] | |
[03:01.32] | To the Sorceress and her charnel arts |
[03:04.20] | She swept from ebon towers at the hour of Mars |
[03:06.88] | 'Neath a star-inwoven sky latticed by scars |
[03:09.13] | |
[03:11.32] | To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair |
[03:15.60] | Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary there |
[03:17.37] | In netherglades tethered where onyx idols stared |
[03:20.87] | |
[03:25.93] | Was it the kiss of the mist |
[03:27.93] | That peopled the air with the prowess of absinthe? |
[03:30.50] | |
[03:31.06] | Lost souls begging resurrection |
[03:33.43] | From Gods upon their forest plinths |
[03:35.49] | |
[03:36.24] | Whose epitaphs read of re-ascending to win |
[03:38.93] | Remission from despair through a holocaust of sin |
[03:41.81] | |
[03:58.06] | In a tongue hilted in invective rectums |
[04:00.68] | Over signs and seals the sorceress prayed |
[04:03.43] | To Death, to rend the slender veil |
[04:08.06] | That Ancient Ones might rise again |
[04:11.06] | |
[04:15.50] | As shadows swelled |
[04:40.31] | The Countess fell |
[04:42.06] | To masturbating with her dagger |
[04:43.43] | As the Witch gabbled spells |
[04:44.62] | Cumming heavy roses all the way to Hell |
[04:48.24] | As sudden thunder's grue harangue |
[04:50.12] | Announced two pincered worlds |
[04:52.12] | |
[04:52.68] | Exuding bane, something came |
[04:55.24] | |
[04:56.18] | With the stench of necrophiled graves |
[04:58.49] | |
[04:59.99] | To these clandestines |
[05:01.49] | Who shrank from glimpsing horror |
[05:03.93] | That the growls of mating ghouls inclined |
[05:06.12] | |
[05:17.78] | Resplendent |
[05:18.34] | |
[05:19.84] | In pendants |
[05:20.87] | |
[05:22.22] | Natal trophies torn from bellies of desanctified nuns |
[05:24.97] | A demons, bewinged, bedight |
[05:27.28] | In scum, prowled their circle seeking entry to run |
[05:29.78] | An arctic tongue upon her vulva |
[05:32.16] | Where rubies smeared to alabaster thighs |
[05:35.10] | Glittered like a contract in the purse of a whore |
[05:37.91] | Receiving sole communion from the body of Christ |
[05:41.53] | If blood is what thou carves, foul fiend |
[05:44.21] | |
[05:45.10] | I will yield this witch to thee |
[05:48.03] | If thou wouldst draw a veil for me |
[05:50.78] | O'er lengthening scars of age and grief |
[05:53.09] | |
[05:53.78] | As the Demon slavered foetid vows |
[05:56.28] | And bore his prey away |
[05:58.15] | |
[05:59.84] | In talons itching to perpetrate |
[06:02.28] | The nausea of eternal rape |
[06:04.28] | |
[06:05.28] | The Sorceress screaming in his grasp |
[06:07.97] | Spat a final curse to stain |
[06:11.34] | The Countess with the promise |
[06:13.97] | That her Lord at war would be cruelly slain |
[06:16.97] | And she would rot alone |
[06:21.09] | Insane |
[06:21.28] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:25.41] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:29.66] | |
[06:32.66] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:34.97] |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Cradle Of Faith, Dani |
[00:06.43] | Mirror, mirror on the wall |
[00:08.43] | Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all? |
[00:10.99] | For if I shall see thy will be done |
[00:13.56] | Grant me the Witchcraft of thy tongue |
[00:16.68] | |
[01:42.36] | Three moondials froze in the shadow of six |
[01:44.48] | As another soul passed to the grasping styx |
[01:46.92] | Clutching their trinket crucifix |
[01:49.73] | |
[01:51.42] | Bats blew from eaves in a dissonant surge |
[01:53.92] | Omens of corruption from within the church |
[01:56.61] | A fetid, dank oasis still clung to fool rebirth |
[02:00.67] | |
[02:01.36] | Alone as a stone cold altar |
[02:03.61] | The castle and its keep |
[02:06.24] | Like faerytale dominion rose |
[02:08.61] | A widow to the snow peaks |
[02:09.49] | |
[02:10.49] | Wherein reclined the Countess |
[02:11.91] | |
[02:13.48] | Limbs purring from the kill |
[02:15.85] | |
[02:16.60] | Bathed in virgin white and like the night |
[02:19.29] | Alive and young and unfulfilled |
[02:21.39] | |
[02:26.64] | Was it the cry of a wolf |
[02:28.89] | That broke the silver thread of enchanted thoughts? |
[02:33.51] | Of Her life as a mere reflection |
[02:36.45] | As the moon' s in narrow windows caught |
[02:38.13] | That opened like dark eyelids on |
[02:39.51] | The sigh of the woods that the wind fell upon |
[02:43.95] | Like a Siren weaving song |
[02:45.82] | |
[02:46.45] | From the lilt of choirs choking |
[02:49.32] | Where the vengeful dead |
[02:51.57] | Belong... |
[02:52.13] | |
[03:01.32] | To the Sorceress and her charnel arts |
[03:04.20] | She swept from ebon towers at the hour of Mars |
[03:06.88] | ' Neath a starinwoven sky latticed by scars |
[03:09.13] | |
[03:11.32] | To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair |
[03:15.60] | Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary there |
[03:17.37] | In netherglades tethered where onyx idols stared |
[03:20.87] | |
[03:25.93] | Was it the kiss of the mist |
[03:27.93] | That peopled the air with the prowess of absinthe? |
[03:30.50] | |
[03:31.06] | Lost souls begging resurrection |
[03:33.43] | From Gods upon their forest plinths |
[03:35.49] | |
[03:36.24] | Whose epitaphs read of reascending to win |
[03:38.93] | Remission from despair through a holocaust of sin |
[03:41.81] | |
[03:58.06] | In a tongue hilted in invective rectums |
[04:00.68] | Over signs and seals the sorceress prayed |
[04:03.43] | To Death, to rend the slender veil |
[04:08.06] | That Ancient Ones might rise again |
[04:11.06] | |
[04:15.50] | As shadows swelled |
[04:40.31] | The Countess fell |
[04:42.06] | To masturbating with her dagger |
[04:43.43] | As the Witch gabbled spells |
[04:44.62] | Cumming heavy roses all the way to Hell |
[04:48.24] | As sudden thunder' s grue harangue |
[04:50.12] | Announced two pincered worlds |
[04:52.12] | |
[04:52.68] | Exuding bane, something came |
[04:55.24] | |
[04:56.18] | With the stench of necrophiled graves |
[04:58.49] | |
[04:59.99] | To these clandestines |
[05:01.49] | Who shrank from glimpsing horror |
[05:03.93] | That the growls of mating ghouls inclined |
[05:06.12] | |
[05:17.78] | Resplendent |
[05:18.34] | |
[05:19.84] | In pendants |
[05:20.87] | |
[05:22.22] | Natal trophies torn from bellies of desanctified nuns |
[05:24.97] | A demons, bewinged, bedight |
[05:27.28] | In scum, prowled their circle seeking entry to run |
[05:29.78] | An arctic tongue upon her vulva |
[05:32.16] | Where rubies smeared to alabaster thighs |
[05:35.10] | Glittered like a contract in the purse of a whore |
[05:37.91] | Receiving sole communion from the body of Christ |
[05:41.53] | If blood is what thou carves, foul fiend |
[05:44.21] | |
[05:45.10] | I will yield this witch to thee |
[05:48.03] | If thou wouldst draw a veil for me |
[05:50.78] | O' er lengthening scars of age and grief |
[05:53.09] | |
[05:53.78] | As the Demon slavered foetid vows |
[05:56.28] | And bore his prey away |
[05:58.15] | |
[05:59.84] | In talons itching to perpetrate |
[06:02.28] | The nausea of eternal rape |
[06:04.28] | |
[06:05.28] | The Sorceress screaming in his grasp |
[06:07.97] | Spat a final curse to stain |
[06:11.34] | The Countess with the promise |
[06:13.97] | That her Lord at war would be cruelly slain |
[06:16.97] | And she would rot alone |
[06:21.09] | Insane |
[06:21.28] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:25.41] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:29.66] | |
[06:32.66] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:34.97] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Cradle Of Faith, Dani |
[00:06.43] | Mirror, mirror on the wall |
[00:08.43] | Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all? |
[00:10.99] | For if I shall see thy will be done |
[00:13.56] | Grant me the Witchcraft of thy tongue |
[00:16.68] | |
[01:42.36] | Three moondials froze in the shadow of six |
[01:44.48] | As another soul passed to the grasping styx |
[01:46.92] | Clutching their trinket crucifix |
[01:49.73] | |
[01:51.42] | Bats blew from eaves in a dissonant surge |
[01:53.92] | Omens of corruption from within the church |
[01:56.61] | A fetid, dank oasis still clung to fool rebirth |
[02:00.67] | |
[02:01.36] | Alone as a stone cold altar |
[02:03.61] | The castle and its keep |
[02:06.24] | Like faerytale dominion rose |
[02:08.61] | A widow to the snow peaks |
[02:09.49] | |
[02:10.49] | Wherein reclined the Countess |
[02:11.91] | |
[02:13.48] | Limbs purring from the kill |
[02:15.85] | |
[02:16.60] | Bathed in virgin white and like the night |
[02:19.29] | Alive and young and unfulfilled |
[02:21.39] | |
[02:26.64] | Was it the cry of a wolf |
[02:28.89] | That broke the silver thread of enchanted thoughts? |
[02:33.51] | Of Her life as a mere reflection |
[02:36.45] | As the moon' s in narrow windows caught |
[02:38.13] | That opened like dark eyelids on |
[02:39.51] | The sigh of the woods that the wind fell upon |
[02:43.95] | Like a Siren weaving song |
[02:45.82] | |
[02:46.45] | From the lilt of choirs choking |
[02:49.32] | Where the vengeful dead |
[02:51.57] | Belong... |
[02:52.13] | |
[03:01.32] | To the Sorceress and her charnel arts |
[03:04.20] | She swept from ebon towers at the hour of Mars |
[03:06.88] | ' Neath a starinwoven sky latticed by scars |
[03:09.13] | |
[03:11.32] | To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair |
[03:15.60] | Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary there |
[03:17.37] | In netherglades tethered where onyx idols stared |
[03:20.87] | |
[03:25.93] | Was it the kiss of the mist |
[03:27.93] | That peopled the air with the prowess of absinthe? |
[03:30.50] | |
[03:31.06] | Lost souls begging resurrection |
[03:33.43] | From Gods upon their forest plinths |
[03:35.49] | |
[03:36.24] | Whose epitaphs read of reascending to win |
[03:38.93] | Remission from despair through a holocaust of sin |
[03:41.81] | |
[03:58.06] | In a tongue hilted in invective rectums |
[04:00.68] | Over signs and seals the sorceress prayed |
[04:03.43] | To Death, to rend the slender veil |
[04:08.06] | That Ancient Ones might rise again |
[04:11.06] | |
[04:15.50] | As shadows swelled |
[04:40.31] | The Countess fell |
[04:42.06] | To masturbating with her dagger |
[04:43.43] | As the Witch gabbled spells |
[04:44.62] | Cumming heavy roses all the way to Hell |
[04:48.24] | As sudden thunder' s grue harangue |
[04:50.12] | Announced two pincered worlds |
[04:52.12] | |
[04:52.68] | Exuding bane, something came |
[04:55.24] | |
[04:56.18] | With the stench of necrophiled graves |
[04:58.49] | |
[04:59.99] | To these clandestines |
[05:01.49] | Who shrank from glimpsing horror |
[05:03.93] | That the growls of mating ghouls inclined |
[05:06.12] | |
[05:17.78] | Resplendent |
[05:18.34] | |
[05:19.84] | In pendants |
[05:20.87] | |
[05:22.22] | Natal trophies torn from bellies of desanctified nuns |
[05:24.97] | A demons, bewinged, bedight |
[05:27.28] | In scum, prowled their circle seeking entry to run |
[05:29.78] | An arctic tongue upon her vulva |
[05:32.16] | Where rubies smeared to alabaster thighs |
[05:35.10] | Glittered like a contract in the purse of a whore |
[05:37.91] | Receiving sole communion from the body of Christ |
[05:41.53] | If blood is what thou carves, foul fiend |
[05:44.21] | |
[05:45.10] | I will yield this witch to thee |
[05:48.03] | If thou wouldst draw a veil for me |
[05:50.78] | O' er lengthening scars of age and grief |
[05:53.09] | |
[05:53.78] | As the Demon slavered foetid vows |
[05:56.28] | And bore his prey away |
[05:58.15] | |
[05:59.84] | In talons itching to perpetrate |
[06:02.28] | The nausea of eternal rape |
[06:04.28] | |
[06:05.28] | The Sorceress screaming in his grasp |
[06:07.97] | Spat a final curse to stain |
[06:11.34] | The Countess with the promise |
[06:13.97] | That her Lord at war would be cruelly slain |
[06:16.97] | And she would rot alone |
[06:21.09] | Insane |
[06:21.28] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:25.41] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:29.66] | |
[06:32.66] | On the twisted nails of faith |
[06:34.97] |