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Texty: Cradle Of Filth. Filthy Little Secret.

There hides a secret deeply twined inside of her mind
A tried and confined egret that pines to fly south
To this mouth of mine

Pity

Too long have these emotions, like potions made me
A sole castellan, trusted to keep
The weight of oceans from her rusted gates of sleep

A dreaming angel lying curled in the circles of hell
I must protect her, watch her back for any cracks to occur
For in the witching hour she slips into the underworld
A pearled Persephone deflowered by the powers
That around her, drown her, whirl

Doomed to damn the rift across the shifting abyss
With her body and it's gift, my filthy little secret

I serve her slender hope to preserve mankind from old ghosts
Disturbed though by recurring crimes
I sense that dead, might be best for both

Pity

Too long have these emotions like potions, made me
A sole castellan posted to keep
Slow wheels in motion from the human race to beat

Without her there my nymphetamine with the faraway stare
Thin walls would crumble horrors would corroborate from dog star lairs
For in the dead of the night she spasms with orgasmic flare
This reamed Demeter with Poseidon's there inside her
Too appeased to grieve our air

Doomed to dam the rift across the shifting abyss
With her body and it?s gift, my filthy little secret
Forever sworn to keep it, my filthy little secret
Proud, she makes me proud

Pity

Too long this urchin princess has incensed
Made me a wanton felon searching for the key
To lose her harness and set desires lurching free

Without her there my nymphetamine with the faraway stare
Thin walls would crumble, horrors would corroborate from dog star lair
But in her room at night, I care not for the underworld
Slathering and gathering emboldened Reich's
To breach, to teach a dread thereafter

I would risk all this for one minute of bliss
With her body and it's gift, my filthy little secret
Forever sworn to keep it, my filthy little secret

I know a deeper beauty shines beyond the veil
Her roots and creepers mine as the worms beneath arise