Текст (слова) песни: Cradle of Filth - Thank God for The Suffering

I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may

neath whose rays we lay together

And those bright nights on glassy waves

When we would glide lightly away

From the grain

For wicked flights of pleasure

Those visions fade

Like ghosts to lifes parade

Though incisions once made her so vivid

A scarlet whore

With both heels in the door

Of a heaven severed from me, insipid

And midst the writhe of parapets

Where angels sigh, lonely she sits

Upon the lip

Only a slip from whence I beg her

That I would wish

Her kiss a chrysalis

To break to make my fluttered heart amiss

And in those frozen moments won

From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun

In drapes inwove with deathshead wing

I thank God for the suffering

Love would have conquered all

But for the rapture

That ancient plan for my defeat

Denied faith skies that would have set her free

It seems again dreams wend to capture

Once dancing in a spotlit waltz

Through shadowed dimension

Given to the rivers that bedizened her eyes

The world drifted by in lost momentum

With no divine intervention

Regardless that the author

Of sin was me and i

Lay chaste of hate in faiths embrace

As mortals warred with more besides

They warred with life itself

And in those frozen moments won

From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun

In drapes inwove with deathshead wing

I thank God for the suffering

And I thank God for the suffering

As still I burn

For her return

I would make my peace with everything

I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may

Consigned to flames like secret letters

And midst the writhe of parapets

Where angels sigh, lonely she sits

Upon the lip

Only a slip from whence I beg her

That I would wish

Her kiss a chrysalis

To break to make my fluttered heart amiss

And in those frozen moments won

From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun

In drapes inwove with deathshead wing

I thank God for the suffering

Love would have conquered all

Were we not parted

Her splintered loss rekindles rage

The winter frost dwindles across my stage

Lit up once more to score finales started

Love would have conquered all

Love would have conquered...

Hate

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cradle of Filth - Thank God for The Suffering I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may neath whose rays we lay together And those bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain For wicked flights of pleasure Those visions fade Like ghosts to lifes parade Though incisions once made her so vivid A scarlet whore With both heels in the door Of a heaven severed from me, insipid And midst the writhe of parapets Where angels sigh, lonely she sits Upon the lip Only a slip from whence I beg her That I would wish Her kiss a chrysalis To break to make my fluttered heart amiss And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering Love would have conquered all But for the rapture That ancient plan for my defeat Denied faith skies that would have set her free It seems again dreams wend to capture Once dancing in a spotlit waltz Through shadowed dimension Given to the rivers that bedizened her eyes The world drifted by in lost momentum With no divine intervention Regardless that the author Of sin was me and i Lay chaste of hate in faiths embrace As mortals warred with more besides They warred with life itself And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering And I thank God for the suffering As still I burn For her return I would make my peace with everything I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may Consigned to flames like secret letters And midst the writhe of parapets Where angels sigh, lonely she sits Upon the lip Only a slip from whence I beg her That I would wish Her kiss a chrysalis To break to make my fluttered heart amiss And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering Love would have conquered all Were we not parted Her splintered loss rekindles rage The winter frost dwindles across my stage Lit up once more to score finales started Love would have conquered all Love would have conquered... Hate Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Thank God for The Suffering: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/1151.html Все тексты песен: Cradle of Filth » Cradle of Filth - The twisted nails of faith » Cradle of Filth - her ghost in the fog2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Cradle of Filth - Hallowed Be Thy Name (Iron Maiden Cover) » Cradle of Filth - Darkness Our Bride (jugular Wedding) » Cradle of Filth - Death Magick For Adepts » Cradle of Filth - A Bruise Upon The Silent Moon » Cradle of Filth - Doberman Pharaoh » Cradle of Filth - Summer Dying Faist » Cradle of Filth - Malice through the looking glass » Cradle of Filth - The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh » Cradle of Filth - All Hope In Eclipse » Cradle of Filth - A Gothic Romance » Cradle of Filth - Suicide And Other Comforts » Cradle of Filth - Thirteen autumns and a widow » Cradle of Filth - The Black Goddess Rises » Cradle of Filth - Heaven torn asunder » Cradle of Filth - The Promise of Fever » Cradle of Filth - End of Daze » Cradle of Filth - Born In A Burial Gown » Cradle of Filth - Beneath The Howling Stars Рекомендуем скачать: » Владимир Высоцкий - Агент 007 » Владимир Капгер - Посвящение дочке » Владимир Борисов, Дмитрий Сухарев - Каргополочка » Високосный Год - Лучшая песня о любви » Владимир Борзов - Уезжаю » Всеслав Дьяконов - Я » Вика Дайнеко (фабрика звезд - 5) » Владимир Высоцкий - Дайте собакам мяса... » Визбор Юрий - Тихий вечер спустился » Валерия - Розовый туман » Ва-БанкЪ - Их много » Владимир Городзейский - Не дождаться Вам венца » Витас - Любите пока любится » Вячеслав Добрынин - Последний день » Вилли Токарев - Спортивная рыбалка » Владимир Шандриков - Песня про клопов » Вячеслав Рутман - Рыцарский турнир » Валерий Леонтьев - Куда уехал цирк » Владимир Сафонов - Дними-днями-днесь... » Василий Гринчук - Я уйду, оставляя невидимый свет...
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