White Hellebore - Cradle of Filth.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Daniel Lloyd Davey
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Daniel Lloyd Davey/Marek Smerda/Daniel James Firth/Zoe Federoff/Donny Burbage/Martin Skaroupka/Sam Wale
[00:38.756]Plucked from the grave on a moonless midnight
[00:43.515]Sxxking on staves, she was noted for fight
[00:46.881]Intoxicated, I fell in love
[00:50.013]With this curse and a cure for my rabid dementia
[00:53.379]Let thy light White Hellebore
[00:56.511]Share thy phosphorous resolve
[00:59.568]Thriving in the dark like a rife fantasy
[01:03.205]Writhing in the ardor of this toxicity
[01:06.352]Whet my soul, White Hellebore
[01:09.441]Let our coming nights involve
[01:12.959]Misting up the panes with thy gift to me
[01:15.926]This twist of witchcraft with insanity petition
[01:23.443]White Hellebore
[01:29.813]White Hellebore
[01:45.254]Snatched from the womb, pathogenic of face
[01:48.392]Whereon innocence is petalled like a star in disgrace
[01:52.138]Fatal perfection, I fell for thee
[01:55.203]Poisoned by a beauty that exceeded exultation
[01:58.381]I crave thy light White Hellebore
[02:01.395]Spare thy phosphorous resolve
[02:04.900]A hallucinogen running loose again
[02:08.242]A sliver of magic in this batshit winter
[02:11.427]Whet my soul White Hellebore
[02:14.428]Let our coming nights involve
[02:18.033]Burning with lust in the seasonal bend
[02:21.120]To returning dusk and the ruts of springtime
[02:38.124]Her bite is suffered more keenly for
[02:41.039]Lying concealed in a field of winter roses
[02:44.378]Who could ever have known the score?
[02:47.573]The bitter neath the sweet
[02:49.038]The bittersweet necrosis
[02:55.717]The deep erotic wounds she bore
[03:11.607]Empire downer
[03:14.578]Madness drowner
[03:17.600]A seasoned crown
[03:20.145]The reason blackened nights surround her
[03:23.405]I crave thy light, White Hellebore
[03:26.598]Thy phosphorous resolve
[03:29.901]I fxxking well miss this paralysis
[03:33.052]The stopping of my heart with the slightest whisper
[03:36.397]Whet my soul White Hellebore
[03:39.544]Let our coming nights absolve
[03:42.885]A feverous kiss neither of us wish
[03:46.104]To end unfed, but mend upsets
[03:49.634]And send regret to the mindless nevermore
[04:03.888]White Hellebore
[04:19.782]The Sabbat calls
[04:22.138]On lofted horns from ancient groves
[04:25.963]That blossom full
[04:28.198]Since frosted morns fell comatose
[04:35.809]White Hellebore
[04:41.811]White Hellebore
[04:53.111]And I too will lovelorn, die
[04:56.539]At the foot of the world she brings to life