From The Cradle to Enslave - текст песни
From The Cradle to Enslave
Two thousand fattened years like maniacs Have despoiled our common grave Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs From the cradle to enslave?
Sickle constellations Stud the velts that welt the sku Whilst the Bitter winter moon Prowls the clouds, dead,eyed Like shifting parent flesh Under silk matricide...
Watchful as she was upon Eden Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido In an ancient tryst with catastrophe Soon to be kept
Hear that hissing now on the breeze As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden A fres horror blows But ten billion souls Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees
This is the theme to a better Armageddon Nightchords rake the heavens Pandaemonaeon
And what use are prayers to that ґgodґ? As devils bay concenus for the space to piss On your smouldering faith And the the mouldering face Of this world long a paradise lost
This is the end of everything Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring
Dance macabre ґneath the tilt of the zodiac Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate What sick activities will be freed when those lights burn black? The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...
I see the serpentine in your eyes The nature of the beast as revelations arrive
Our screams shall trail to Angels For those damned in flames repay All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day We should have cut our losses as at Calvary But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief Salvation, like a promised nation Gleamed a claim away...
This is the end of everything you have ever known Buried like vanquished reason Death in season Driven like the drifting snow
Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
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