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Cradle Of Filth : THE DEATH OF LOVE lyrics

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Cradle Of Filth lyrics : "THE DEATH OF LOVE"

Where will you be when they tense for warfare?
What will you see with your innocence there?
Where will you be my darling?

Where will you be when they tense for warfare?

Where will you be when God is glorifying?

There we will be between the dead and dying.
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when God is glorifying?


Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain
For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns

Devoted to the votive, holy standard above
'By command of the king of Heaven'
Came the Death of love.


Where will you be when they're vilifying?
How will they see when the truth is blinding?

Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when they're vilifying?


Where will you be when the dark is rising?
How will you keep from it's terrorizing?
Where will you be my darling?

Where will you be when the dark is rising?

Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom

On the sanity iron maiden as she fell from her wound

But visions and ambition

Never listened to submission
And she was on a mission from the highest above
To lord upon the slaughter

Like a sword through hissing water
She arose where archers sought her
For the Death of love.


The righteous Death of love.


Gilles adored her drama
Her suit of pure white armour
Blazed against the English in a torrent of flight


And as they rallied onto night
A cancer fled his soul

Dissolving...

Framed amid the thick of fire

Aflame, a Valkyrie
She made him click without desire
And in his eyes she swam a Goddess


And even when they caught her breath
Her words would leave a scar

'For only in the grip of darkness
will we shine amidst the brightest stars'


How will you breath when their wheels are turning?
How will you know if the sky is burning?
Where will you be my darling?

How will you be when their wheels are turning?

Where will you be when Babel builds my fire?

Will you not flee and label my pariah?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when they light my pyre?


Aligned with Joan in all
That was enthroned and divine

He swore to score the crimes
Jackdaws poured on this dove
Crimes he knew alone

Derived from minds of the blind
The church unfurled for murder perched
Upon the Death of love


Framed amid the thick of fire
Aflame, a Valkyrie
She claimed the skies were lit with spires
And in his eyes she swam a Goddess


And even when she fought for breath
Her words would leave a scar
'For only in the grip of darkness
will we shine amidst the brightest stars'

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