Текст (слова) песни: Cradle of Filth - To Eve The Art Of Witchcraft
Crawl in awful stealth to me Forever a voyeur I`ve been Nocturnal Goddess of the Moon So she comes, unseen
Thus (Uzza and Azel) speak
The burning seed, is thrust in Eve and yearning keeps me, captive of desire
Make me as a flower that grows forever in your throne that I might pollinate the world with darkness as your own Embrace me in spellbinding eyes the fire of life that never dies tear deeper through my paper wounds and never leave inside
Love shall consume and bathe the Lady whom I worship and ride therefore She will greet me as a serpent in her dark, secret Eden and I will always want for her witchcraft is Desire... (Desire...) My soul is poisoned from within...
I crawl with languid guilt to thee forever flushed in sin Lamia, latria I give my soul is poisoned from within
Wisdom breeds, fecundity and her cunt she feeds, to fulfill her desire
To Eve I cum...
Sevenfold my passion wrought To ransack Eden, and to taste the whore I cling beyond her sabled court She is a gateway, to that darkness lost
(Now dream...)
Oh, the fevered need for Her when greed and lust are sharpened in that one desire that all-consuming fire Reveal to me your mysteries, Witch the tree is plundered but I have the see to be sown in thee
"Mon sortilege a ete le pouvoir qui diovent avoir les ames fortes sur les espirits faibles"
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