Desire In Violent Overture Lyrics

Song	Desire In Violent Overture
Artist	Cradle of Filth
Album	Cruelty & The Beast
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	作词 : Cradle Of Faith, Dani
	Nights came trailing ghost concertos
	Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
	Playing torture chamber music allegretto
	Conducting overtures, over throes trashed to crescendo
	Skinless the dark shall scream
	Hoarse her symphonies
	Death mashed as the moon
	That had lifted her dreams
	And frowned on the winding steps down
	To where the vulgar strayed
	Taunting sick her tender prey
	She glided in her bridal gown
	How sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	An emanation of phantom madness
	The countess beheld in shroud
	By girls bereft of future vows
	Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
	Burning like a brand on the countenance of
	GodA yearning took her hand to his seraphic
	Deep red hissed the cat whips
	On the whim of every will
	Whilst she entranced [incomprehensible][incomprehensible]
	YeaHow sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	Oh, desire in violent overture
	In a crescent white cellar of crushed roses
	Pooled blood and broken dolls
	A torch lit shadow theater souled
	With the echoed cries of lives she stole
	Killing time
	She struck the hours dead
	In her control
	Thus menopaused
	Her clock of hacked out cunts
	Began to toll
	Thirteen chimes of ancient strain
	I conjure forth with dirge, aah
	That fills the void with timbered pain
	To fulfill my sexual urge
	KillOh, frights came wailing from the dark side
	Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
	Velvet, their voices coffined her in slumber
	Bespattered and appeased
	As pregnant skies outside bore thunder
	YeaHow sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	Desire in violent
	As when high winds
	Attune whipped trees
	Her savage nature pitched
	Would once again conduct the pleas
	Of those she loved to agonies
	As if it were
	The first time every night
	That she carved her seal
	In the flesh of life

	zuo ci : Cradle Of Faith, Dani
	Nights came trailing ghost concertos
	Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
	Playing torture chamber music allegretto
	Conducting overtures, over throes trashed to crescendo
	Skinless the dark shall scream
	Hoarse her symphonies
	Death mashed as the moon
	That had lifted her dreams
	And frowned on the winding steps down
	To where the vulgar strayed
	Taunting sick her tender prey
	She glided in her bridal gown
	How sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	An emanation of phantom madness
	The countess beheld in shroud
	By girls bereft of future vows
	Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
	Burning like a brand on the countenance of
	GodA yearning took her hand to his seraphic
	Deep red hissed the cat whips
	On the whim of every will
	Whilst she entranced incomprehensible incomprehensible
	YeaHow sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	Oh, desire in violent overture
	In a crescent white cellar of crushed roses
	Pooled blood and broken dolls
	A torch lit shadow theater souled
	With the echoed cries of lives she stole
	Killing time
	She struck the hours dead
	In her control
	Thus menopaused
	Her clock of hacked out cunts
	Began to toll
	Thirteen chimes of ancient strain
	I conjure forth with dirge, aah
	That fills the void with timbered pain
	To fulfill my sexual urge
	KillOh, frights came wailing from the dark side
	Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
	Velvet, their voices coffined her in slumber
	Bespattered and appeased
	As pregnant skies outside bore thunder
	YeaHow sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	Desire in violent
	As when high winds
	Attune whipped trees
	Her savage nature pitched
	Would once again conduct the pleas
	Of those she loved to agonies
	As if it were
	The first time every night
	That she carved her seal
	In the flesh of life

	zuò cí : Cradle Of Faith, Dani
	Nights came trailing ghost concertos
	Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
	Playing torture chamber music allegretto
	Conducting overtures, over throes trashed to crescendo
	Skinless the dark shall scream
	Hoarse her symphonies
	Death mashed as the moon
	That had lifted her dreams
	And frowned on the winding steps down
	To where the vulgar strayed
	Taunting sick her tender prey
	She glided in her bridal gown
	How sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	An emanation of phantom madness
	The countess beheld in shroud
	By girls bereft of future vows
	Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
	Burning like a brand on the countenance of
	GodA yearning took her hand to his seraphic
	Deep red hissed the cat whips
	On the whim of every will
	Whilst she entranced incomprehensible incomprehensible
	YeaHow sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	Oh, desire in violent overture
	In a crescent white cellar of crushed roses
	Pooled blood and broken dolls
	A torch lit shadow theater souled
	With the echoed cries of lives she stole
	Killing time
	She struck the hours dead
	In her control
	Thus menopaused
	Her clock of hacked out cunts
	Began to toll
	Thirteen chimes of ancient strain
	I conjure forth with dirge, aah
	That fills the void with timbered pain
	To fulfill my sexual urge
	KillOh, frights came wailing from the dark side
	Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
	Velvet, their voices coffined her in slumber
	Bespattered and appeased
	As pregnant skies outside bore thunder
	YeaHow sleep the pure
	Desire in violent overture
	Desire in violent
	As when high winds
	Attune whipped trees
	Her savage nature pitched
	Would once again conduct the pleas
	Of those she loved to agonies
	As if it were
	The first time every night
	That she carved her seal
	In the flesh of life

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