Текст (слова) песни: Cradle of Filth - A murder of ravens in fugue
Now haranguing grey skies With revenge upon life Gnathic and Sapphic Needs begged gendercide
Delusions of Grandier denounced the revolt Of descrying cursed glass, disenchanted in vaults Encircled by glyphs midst Her sin-sistered cult
With hangman`s abandon She plied spiritworlds To Archangels in bondage From light to night hurled Cast down to the earth where torment would unfurl...
But soon, Her tarot proved Hybrid rumours spread like tumours Would accrue And blight Her stars To better bitter truths Of cold bloodbaths
As bodies rose In rigid droves To haunt Her from their Shallow burials imposed When wolves exhumed Their carthen wombs Where heavy frosts had laboured long To bare their wounds
To the depths of Her soul they pursued Wielding their poison they flew Like a murder of ravens in fugue
And knowing their raptures Would shatter Her dreams She clawed blackened books for damnation`s reprieve Baneful cawed canons on amassed enemies
So Hallow`s Eve As She received Like Bellona to the ball Those enemies Fell-sisters heaved Her torturies Cross stained flagstones To Her carriage reined to flee
But She knew She must brave the night through Though fear crept a deathshead o`er the moon Like a murder of ravens in Fugue
For each masked, jewelled gaze held dread purpose Horror froze painted eyes to cold stares And even Her dance In the vast mirrors cast Looked the ill of Her future If fate feasted there...
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