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Cradle Of Filth lyrics : "Medusa And Hemlock"

Dim the lights, wrong the rites
Toss the puerile cross away
We are gashing from a venomous womb


Burning bright, dead of night
Pyres stain a milky way

Lust is splashing the dark side of the moon

In the Samhain mist

We lay in welcome by the western gate
With the five fold kiss
For every soul returning

From the fecund abyss
Where nature’s travesties congregate
With a stone cold wish

To see the wicker man burning

The wind, she whispers

Through the graveyards of our hearts…
Wreathed in dreams
As she weaves her witchcraft

We breathe, enamoured
Of the conquering dark


Medusa and Hemlock

Harvest past, fires cast

Ashen shades this Halloween
We are set now to Beherit the earth


Widdershins, death begins
To fashion fete to gallow scenes…
Sprits rising to discredit rebirth


In the Samhain mist
We lay in welcome by the western gate

With the five fold kiss
For every soul returning
From the fecund abyss

Where nature’s travesties congregate
With a stone cold wish
To see the wicker man burning


The wind, she flitters
Through the forest of our hearts…

Wreathed in leaves
As she weaves her witchcraft
We breathe, enamoured

Of the conquering dark

I will trace the knot of serpents in your hair

Plot your face, then ascending marble stares
You shall pluck me, masked, from roses-in-despair
Tasting my blood

That runs from worming tongue like prayer

Under pagan veneer snakes a fear

That makes the stars
Grieve, just to be
Uncharted on this eve

When part of me chars a path
Through your heavenly constellations


Medusa and Hemlock

Back to black, hinges crack

Rituals call obscenities
Sheets of demons rush insanity skies


Tread the salt, the dead exult
Preachers beg our clemency
Seeking warmth in humanity’s eyes


We who kept the candle by the vault


We who kept the candle on the cult

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