Lirik Lagu Swansong For A Raven - Cradle Of Filth
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Forgive the day’sLast serenadesHer skies they bruise like Nordic womenDeep crimson stainsThat Death would claimHis robes of office swim in
As would IFor his dark eyeHas fixed, a basilisk, a scytheOn charred remainsWith shared disdainFor those I chose to mortify
Their criesHave paralysedAnd the smoke has choked these vistasBut still I lieThough tears have diedOn the grave of my Clarissa
A verse for her whispered to the earth(A lover’s curse is a see-through coffin)Praises her curves so oft concurred
Though she was…No Snow White on the night she diedHer shadower’s boon when the moon glazed overLipped with blood and secrets pried
For on and in they spread her wideThat seraph brideThe Devil’s prideShalt soon avenge with swift reprise
But they would writheFor my dark eyeBewitched, was fixed like Mordecai’sOn Esther’s reignAnd in this veinI saw their lust still stain her thighs
Their criesHave paralysedAnd the smoke has choked these vistasBut still I lieThough tears have diedOn the grave of my Clarissa
Beneath these trees where the mist enwreathesHer spirit flees, seeing chains of torchesA fleeting kiss stirring leaves of poetry…
I was…No dark knight, breaking men like iceI was like a lycanthrope until the moon glazed overLipped with blood and last goodbyes
Now I dreamEnwrapt in pure clouds of the sweetest oblivionWhere beauty streamsFreed from the teeth of those beasts that had comeTo tear out her spellsIn red lettered cellsWherein even the crown prince of HellCome out of his arrogant shellWould falter to better
But her face soon dispelsAnd as black feathers fellFrom heaven’s smokeSo I woke to insanityHer exquisite corpseFound fit for their sportOf courseWould burn on the morrow w
As would IFor his dark eyeHas fixed, a basilisk, a scytheOn charred remainsWith shared disdainFor those I chose to mortify
Their criesHave paralysedAnd the smoke has choked these vistasBut still I lieThough tears have diedOn the grave of my Clarissa
A verse for her whispered to the earth(A lover’s curse is a see-through coffin)Praises her curves so oft concurred
Though she was…No Snow White on the night she diedHer shadower’s boon when the moon glazed overLipped with blood and secrets pried
For on and in they spread her wideThat seraph brideThe Devil’s prideShalt soon avenge with swift reprise
But they would writheFor my dark eyeBewitched, was fixed like Mordecai’sOn Esther’s reignAnd in this veinI saw their lust still stain her thighs
Their criesHave paralysedAnd the smoke has choked these vistasBut still I lieThough tears have diedOn the grave of my Clarissa
Beneath these trees where the mist enwreathesHer spirit flees, seeing chains of torchesA fleeting kiss stirring leaves of poetry…
I was…No dark knight, breaking men like iceI was like a lycanthrope until the moon glazed overLipped with blood and last goodbyes
Now I dreamEnwrapt in pure clouds of the sweetest oblivionWhere beauty streamsFreed from the teeth of those beasts that had comeTo tear out her spellsIn red lettered cellsWherein even the crown prince of HellCome out of his arrogant shellWould falter to better
But her face soon dispelsAnd as black feathers fellFrom heaven’s smokeSo I woke to insanityHer exquisite corpseFound fit for their sportOf courseWould burn on the morrow w
