Текст песни Cradle of Filth - Present From The Poison-Hearted

Reigning at the feast of Phantasia

Heightened pleasures were endeavored to bow

Before my coronation and vocal aspirations

To rule this fool creation fallen �neath me now



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I knew deep eyes of a distant Christ

Were scarred from afar under starry luster

Sighting my recitals on the rites of vice

Perverting virtue, enslaving grace




Saving face finding thorns to pierce His side

Desire, the fire, spread hell throughout my soul

And higher the wire, the more I sought control



Straining from the leash in exultation

Head to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungs

The global scent of fornication

A writhe of many vipers deciphering tongues



I whispered schemes to dreamers then to pursue an Eden

That screamed of me supreme again

As my world bloomed so too the moon

Through Adam to Seth, Enos, Cainan



Mahalaleel and Jared blew

Perverting virtue, enslaving grace

Behind the slippery guise of lies

Saving face making waves to drown their faith



Messiahs, pariahs, eons reversed the two

Thus, higher their sprites the more cursed grew their roots

And suffering I swept cruel seas

On the galley of the shadow of death



A fist in the cunt of the spread horizon

A kiss for the sun risen red once dined on

The coast of Menses, discharged from celestial wombs

A first degree murder of ravens

Followed in fugue through the crack of doom



The goat of Mendes, I set regime

In the galley of the shadow of death

Angels in raiments as pure as coal

Taking their payments in tortured mortal souls



A bold direction, the abyss edge

But on cold reflection, one they warmed to nonetheless

As they preyed the paths of the righteous

Through the myth of thistled orchard floors



Bearing gifts of plenitude for

The apples of the Lord were rotten to the core

Temptation, my ambassador

Attila, Herod, Pharisees and Nero all begged of me for more



Down dark steps of history, I waged a war with a Heaven

I could not see beyond My wildest fantasies

Throwing sixes over deadly sin, I traded those who played to win

Skin for precious skin and that that wormed within



Staining the reams of revelation

Etching ever-afters in accursed verse

The limpid rags of resurrection

From papal parapets were to dirt dispersed



Desire, the flyers spread Hell throughout their souls

And higher the fire, the more I held control

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