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Cradle Of Filth - Babalon Ad (So Glad For The Madness)
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I bled on a pivotal stretch Like a clockwork Christ Bears sore stigmata, bored
And as I threw Job, I drove Myself to a martyred wretch To see if I drew pity Or pretty litanies from the Lord
So the plot sickened With the coming of days Ill millennia thickened With the claret I sprayed And though they saw red I left a dirty white stain A splintered knot in the grain On Eden's marital aid
So glad for the madness
I walked the walks naked to the moon In Sodom and Babylon And through rich whores and corridors Of the Vatican I led a sordid Borgia on
I read the Urilia text So that mortals wormed As livebait for the dead
And as I broke hope, I chocked Another Pope with manna peel Dictating to DeSade In the dark entrails of the Bastille And as He wrote, I smote A royal blow to the heads of France And in the sheen of guillotines I saw others, fallen, dance
I was an incurable Necromantic old fool A phagadaena that crawled Drooling over the past A rabid wolf in a shawl A razor's edge to the rule That the stars overall Were never destined to last
So glad for the madness
I furnaced dreams, a poet, foe of sleep Turning sermons with the smell Of Witchfinder fingers Where bad memories lingered Burning, as when Dante Was freed to map Hell
I sired schemes and the means To catch sight of the seams And the vagaries inbetween...
And midst the lips and the curls Of this cunt of a world In glimpses I would see A nymph with eyes for me
Eyes of fire that set all life aflame Lights that surpassed art In sight, that no intense device of pain Could prise their secrets from my heart
I knew not Her name Though her kiss was the same Without a whisper of shame As either Virtue of Sin's And pressed to Her curve I felt my destiny swere From damnation reserved To a permanent grin...
So glad for the madness
So glad for the madness
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Fragment na dzis:
Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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