Texty:
Cradle Of Filth Sodomizing The Virgin Vamps

: Flowers lift your precious head to me I have come to her warm embrace The gentle touch of surreality A sweet kiss from beloved faith The gardens swim

: Weak midnight promises of love Were wept upon Her grave And shunned by stars above In mortal life lurks my dismay An Angel stole my heart and Death

: Black candles dance to an overture but I am drawn past their flickering lure to the breathing forest that surrounds the room where the vigilant trees

: 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

: Pour submission into me No church shall bar our paths Seductive evil drink... your fill of the bleeding christ in your arms Where scorn is fed in

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

Pour submission into me No church shall bar our paths Seductive evil drink... your fill of the bleeding christ in your arms Where scorn is fed in the

Flowers lift your precious head to me I have come to her warm embrace The gentle touch of surreality A sweet kiss from beloved faith The gardens swim

Thee I Invoke, bornless one All woman, pure predator Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell Like a seething fall from grace Thou art pale hecate Rising