歌曲 | Heaven Torn Asunder |
歌手 | Cradle of Filth |
专辑 | Dusk & Her Embrace |
作词 : Cradle of Filth | |
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea | |
A jewel more radiant than the moon | |
Lowered Her mask to me | |
The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire | |
Would marvel at making their Queen | |
Infusing the air with Her fragrant desire | |
And my heart reeled with grave poetry.... | |
From grace I fell in love with Her | |
Scent and feline lure | |
And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest | |
'Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night | |
She lulled me away from the rich masquerade | |
And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight' | |
Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me? | |
Her icy kiss fervoured my neck | |
Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach | |
In a whirl of sweet voices and statues | |
That phantomed the dying trees | |
This debauched seductress in black, took me.... | |
In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn | |
I tore free of my sleep - sepulchre | |
On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn | |
Lamented the spectre of Her | |
Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete | |
I hungered for past overtures | |
The curse of unrest and her ardent caress | |
Came much more than my soul could endure.... | |
I, at once endeavoured to see Her again | |
Stirring from midnight's inertia | |
Knowing not even her name | |
On a thin precipice over carnal abyss | |
I danced like a blind acolyte | |
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine | |
Suffused with the perfume of night | |
For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds | |
In vain that we might meet | |
When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued | |
I sought refuge in a cemeterty | |
Sleep, usher dreams | |
Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether | |
Mistress of the dark | |
I now know what thou art | |
Screams haunt my sleep | |
Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together | |
Lamia and Lemures | |
Spawned thee leche | |
To snare my flesh | |
Portrait of the Dead Countess | |
Deep stained pain that I had dreamt | |
Flaunted demise, life's punishment | |
Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb.... | |
But poised nectar within my stirs | |
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search | |
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons | |
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon | |
In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels | |
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell | |
To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet | |
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette | |
'Fleeting, enshadowed | |
Thou art privy to my sin | |
Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict | |
The cruel daylights upon my skin? | |
Dost thou not want to worship me | |
With crimson sacrifice | |
So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss | |
And weep with new-found life?' | |
Red roses for the Devil's whore.... | |
Dark angels taste my tears | |
And whisper haunting requiems | |
Softly to mine ear | |
Need-fires have lured abominations here.... | |
Nocturnal pulse | |
My veins spill forth their waters | |
Rent by lips I cherish most | |
Awash on her perfidious shores | |
Where drowning umbra o'er the stars | |
Ebon's graves where lovers whore | |
Like seraphim and Nahemah | |
'Nahemah' | |
Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest | |
Blind reason against thee, Enchantress | |
For I must know, art thou not death? | |
My heart echoes bloodless and incensed.... | |
Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry | |
Did not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me? | |
On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled company | |
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves | |
Under horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn | |
In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone | |
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet | |
Enrobed in Death's shadow like a swifter | |
silhouette.... |
zuò cí : Cradle of Filth | |
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea | |
A jewel more radiant than the moon | |
Lowered Her mask to me | |
The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire | |
Would marvel at making their Queen | |
Infusing the air with Her fragrant desire | |
And my heart reeled with grave poetry.... | |
From grace I fell in love with Her | |
Scent and feline lure | |
And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest | |
' Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night | |
She lulled me away from the rich masquerade | |
And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight' | |
Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me? | |
Her icy kiss fervoured my neck | |
Like whispering waves ' pon Acheron' s beach | |
In a whirl of sweet voices and statues | |
That phantomed the dying trees | |
This debauched seductress in black, took me.... | |
In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn | |
I tore free of my sleep sepulchre | |
On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn | |
Lamented the spectre of Her | |
Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete | |
I hungered for past overtures | |
The curse of unrest and her ardent caress | |
Came much more than my soul could endure.... | |
I, at once endeavoured to see Her again | |
Stirring from midnight' s inertia | |
Knowing not even her name | |
On a thin precipice over carnal abyss | |
I danced like a blind acolyte | |
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine | |
Suffused with the perfume of night | |
For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds | |
In vain that we might meet | |
When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued | |
I sought refuge in a cemeterty | |
Sleep, usher dreams | |
Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether | |
Mistress of the dark | |
I now know what thou art | |
Screams haunt my sleep | |
Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together | |
Lamia and Lemures | |
Spawned thee leche | |
To snare my flesh | |
Portrait of the Dead Countess | |
Deep stained pain that I had dreamt | |
Flaunted demise, life' s punishment | |
Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb.... | |
But poised nectar within my stirs | |
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search | |
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons | |
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon | |
In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels | |
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell | |
To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet | |
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette | |
' Fleeting, enshadowed | |
Thou art privy to my sin | |
Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict | |
The cruel daylights upon my skin? | |
Dost thou not want to worship me | |
With crimson sacrifice | |
So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss | |
And weep with newfound life?' | |
Red roses for the Devil' s whore.... | |
Dark angels taste my tears | |
And whisper haunting requiems | |
Softly to mine ear | |
Needfires have lured abominations here.... | |
Nocturnal pulse | |
My veins spill forth their waters | |
Rent by lips I cherish most | |
Awash on her perfidious shores | |
Where drowning umbra o' er the stars | |
Ebon' s graves where lovers whore | |
Like seraphim and Nahemah | |
' Nahemah' | |
Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest | |
Blind reason against thee, Enchantress | |
For I must know, art thou not death? | |
My heart echoes bloodless and incensed.... | |
Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry | |
Did not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me? | |
On that fatal Hallow' s Eve when we fled company | |
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves | |
Under horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn | |
In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone | |
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet | |
Enrobed in Death' s shadow like a swifter | |
silhouette.... |