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Funeral In Carpathia (Be Quick or Be Dead version) Lyrics

Cradle of Filth - From the Cradle to Enslave
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From the Cradle to Enslave

(1999)
TypeEP
GenresSymphonic Black Metal, Gothic Metal
LabelsMusic for Nations
Ranked#90 for 1999 , #4,394 all-time
Album rating :  81.6 / 100
Votes :  18
6. Funeral In Carpathia (Be Quick or Be Dead version) (8:09)
Track rating :  85 / 100       Votes :  2       [ ]
Candelabra snuffed prey, silhouette wedded.
Nightfall, take my hand!
Seduce me with silky timbred limbs.
Grant me thy dark command!

Over the peaks framing tapestries,
of thick forest, dusk has filled.
With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist,
Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill.

Lucretia is my love in vein,
when thy tears bleed sweeter,
thank the midsummer rain?

Bewinged, infested belfries,
toll o'er the sobbing throng.
A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes,
whipped and welted neath the barbed windsong.

I am he, the crowned and conquering darkness!
Satan robed in ecumenical filth,
livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of sylph.

This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep,
and sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies.
I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep,
enbroidered by these words Malaresia scribed.

Beauty slept and angels wept for her immortal soul.
In this repose, all evil chose to claim her for their very own.

Carpathia, the pleasured dead speak of her!
In necromantic tongue, when ambered daylights are done.
Masturbating in their graves on her zenith to come.

Never leave me!

This catafalque night when awed stars report,
their absence from the heavenly brow.
Crippled seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts,
whilsts the cloaked maelstrom resounds throughout.

How the storm it fulfills,
my heart though unhealed,
celestial knifes ebonied.

And wild woods thrill,
yet far fiercer still,
her lustre eviscerates me.

Carpathia, priapic lovers twist in concert with her.
Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates,
the path towards the castle weary innocence takes.

I rule as Master here,
where feral hordes impart my temper.
Love sank wounded when I betrayed!
Saw Death etch cruelly, upon my lineage.

Usher the spite seething Draconist,
and commit this world to thy ancient sovereignty.

Erubescent veil descend,
psalmed sunset thus portends.
And laid to rest, I now am blessed,
With this darkness forever more.

Supreme vampiric evil!

This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep,
and sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies.
I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep,
enbroidered by these words Malaresia scribed.

Beauty slept and angels wept for her immortal soul.
In this repose, all evil chose to claim her for their very own.

Carpathia, the pleasured dead speak of her!
In necromantic tongue, when ambered daylights are done.
Masturbating in their graves on her zenith to come.

Candelabra snuffed prey, silhouette wedded.
Nightfall, take my hand!
Seduce me with silky timbred limbs.
Grant me thy dark command!

Over the peaks framing tapestries,
of thick forest, dusk has filled.
With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist,
Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill.
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