Cradle Of Filth lyrics
Cradle Of Filth lyrics
"Lord Abortion lyrics"
Misfortune Cookie lyrics
I'm giving up, nobody believes me I've had enough of this stupid misleading world of corruption, stupid assumptions the girl that I'm stuck with blames me for everything, oh yeah for all I know you are with him but everything is fine all I know is everything is too fucking bad, I will never feel sad for the pain that you feel is not real you're lost and afraid, all your friends
I'm giving up, nobody believes me I've had enough of this stupid misleading world of corruption, stupid assumptions the girl that I'm stuck with blames me for everything, oh yeah for all I know you are with him but everything is fine all I know is everything is too fucking bad, I will never feel sad for the pain that you feel is not real you're lost and afraid, all your friends
I was born with a birthmark of cinders
Debris cast from the stars and Mother
A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters
Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her
Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of giving head
A sharp rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on my come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath
I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue
Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through
Aah! Nostalgia grows
Now times nine or ten
Within this vice den called a soul
Dying resurrection
I dig deep to come again
The spasm of orgasm on a roll...
I live the slow serrated rape
The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate
Victims force fed thair own face
Tear stains upon the drape
( Whale ) Drummer : One, two, three, four Tricky and Cia Berg : I wanna give birth to your baby, baby Scream all night long Exercise our breathing so they hear it in Vietcong Untangle my umbilical There's no need to be political Let's not get too serious Just try to stay predictable Cos I.... All : I can't help that I think you're really kickin' I can't help that I think you're really kick
To a warm Summer's day
But to the letter, it is better
To lichen their names to a grave
Counting My years on an abacus strung
With labial rings and heartstrings undone
Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of giving head
A sharp rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on My come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath
Horrorscopes My diorama
A twelve part (so far) psychodrama
Another chained I mean to harm Her
Inside as well as out
A perverts gasp inside the mask
I'm hard, blow My house of cards
All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts
In brute vermillion parts...
Now I slither through the hairline cracks
In sanity, best watch your back
Possessed with levering Hell's gate
Quest lyrics
A fetid, wornout scenery, this cradle of man. Sucked bonedry, the Ancient Mother at the end of her lifespan. Craving, ruthless, the child that ate its own womb, human vermin, abandon this place of doom. Cosmic winds blow - the surge is powerful, to the stars the future leads. Walk away from the battlefields of the old world. earthling - wipe the blood from your eyes. Arise... Distant suns
wideA fetid, wornout scenery, this cradle of man. Sucked bonedry, the Ancient Mother at the end of her lifespan. Craving, ruthless, the child that ate its own womb, human vermin, abandon this place of doom. Cosmic winds blow - the surge is powerful, to the stars the future leads. Walk away from the battlefields of the old world. earthling - wipe the blood from your eyes. Arise... Distant suns
Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack
My ambition is to slay anon
A sinner in the hands of a dirty God
Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais
Of light where faith leads truth astray
I slit guts guts and free the moistest facces
Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces
Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin
Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within
"My heart was a wardrum beat
By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults
When number thirteen fell in My lap
Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Mantrap
My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled
At the blurred edges or reason 'til I was fulfilled
Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into
A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades
She went out like the light in My mind
Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby
Already Platinum lyrics
You may notice certain things before you die. Mail them to me should they cause Your algebra to fail. Cole and macey lost their eyes On the finer points Roll them up in coffee cake and dine.
wine...You may notice certain things before you die. Mail them to me should they cause Your algebra to fail. Cole and macey lost their eyes On the finer points Roll them up in coffee cake and dine.
Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for fucks
Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch
I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously
But when has ONE been able TO best seperate the THREE?
I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do
Aah, aah, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through..."
The suspect shadow sher they least
Expect My burning grasp to reach
The stranglehold, the opened arms
Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred
Rainbows that My razors wrung
Midst Her screams and seams undone
Sung at the top of punctured lungs
I bite My spiteful tongue
Lest curses spat from primal lairs
Freeze romance where Angels, bare
Are lost to love, bloodloss, despair
I weep, they merely stare...
And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare.