Lord Abortion Lyrics
| Song | Lord Abortion |
| Artist | Cradle of Filth |
| Album | Midian |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.41] | Artist：cradle of filth |
| [00:01.47] | Songs Title：lord abortion |
| [00:02.72] | |
| [01:05.44] | I was born with a birthmark of cinders |
| [01:07.50] | |
| [01:08.81] | Debris cast from the stars and Mother |
| [01:11.31] | |
| [01:12.75] | A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters |
| [01:16.75] | Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her |
| [01:19.62] | |
| [01:21.75] | Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead |
| [01:24.93] | The bonesaw on the backseat |
| [01:26.68] | On this bitter night of giving head |
| [01:28.43] | |
| [01:29.68] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
| [01:32.31] | |
| [01:33.18] | Lump in the throat, on my cum choke |
| [01:36.25] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
| [01:38.56] | |
| [01:42.53] | I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue |
| [01:45.40] | |
| [01:50.21] | Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through |
| [01:53.40] | |
| [01:55.15] | Aah! Nostalgia grows |
| [01:57.40] | |
| [01:58.03] | Now times nine or ten |
| [01:59.96] | Within this vice den called a soul |
| [02:02.65] | Dying for resurrection |
| [02:04.84] | I dig deep to come again |
| [02:06.84] | The spasm of orgasm on a roll... |
| [02:09.09] | |
| [02:10.72] | I live the slow serrated rape |
| [02:12.90] | The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate |
| [02:15.40] | Victims force fed thair own face |
| [02:17.15] | Tear stains upon the drape |
| [02:18.46] | |
| [02:24.11] | I should compare them |
| [02:25.05] | To a warm Summer's day |
| [02:26.17] | But to the letter, it is better |
| [02:28.86] | |
| [02:32.73] | To lichen their names to a grave |
| [02:34.05] | Counting My years on an abacus strung |
| [02:35.36] | With labial rings and heartstrings undone |
| [02:36.79] | Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead |
| [02:39.36] | |
| [02:40.11] | The bonesaw on the backseat |
| [02:41.73] | On this bitter night of giving head |
| [02:43.73] | |
| [02:44.73] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
| [02:47.42] | |
| [02:48.43] | Lump in the throat, on My cum choke |
| [02:50.68] | |
| [02:51.42] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
| [02:53.30] | Horrorscopes My diorama |
| [02:55.54] | A twelve part （so far） psychodrama |
| [02:57.24] | Another chained I mean to harm Her |
| [02:58.93] | Inside as well as out |
| [03:00.86] | A perverts gasp inside the mask |
| [03:02.98] | I'm hard, blow My house of cards |
| [03:04.98] | All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts |
| [03:07.30] | In brute vermillion parts... |
| [03:08.80] | |
| [03:25.50] | Now I slither through the hairline cracks |
| [03:27.68] | |
| [03:28.32] | In sanity, best watch your back |
| [03:31.50] | |
| [03:32.87] | Possessed with levering Hell's gates wide |
| [03:35.43] | |
| [03:36.01] | Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack |
| [03:39.32] | |
| [03:56.50] | My ambition is to slay anon |
| [03:58.12] | |
| [03:59.21] | A sinner in the hands of a dirty God |
| [04:01.72] | |
| [04:03.09] | Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais |
| [04:06.91] | Of light where faith leads truth astray |
| [04:09.72] | |
| [04:11.10] | I slit guts guts and free the moistest facces |
| [04:13.91] | |
| [04:14.97] | Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces |
| [04:17.40] | |
| [04:18.84] | Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin |
| [04:21.40] | |
| [04:22.22] | Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within |
| [04:25.84] | |
| [04:41.47] | My heart was a wardrum beat |
| [04:44.02] | By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults |
| [04:48.46] | |
| [04:49.58] | When number thirteen fell in My lap |
| [04:52.64] | Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Mantrap |
| [04:56.77] | My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled |
| [05:00.89] | At the blurred edges or reason 'til I was fulfilled |
| [05:03.52] | |
| [05:04.83] | Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into |
| [05:08.08] | A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades |
| [05:11.46] | |
| [05:12.21] | She went out like the light in My mind |
| [05:16.08] | Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine... |
| [05:19.52] | |
| [05:20.83] | Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for ****s |
| [05:23.58] | Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch |
| [05:26.77] | |
| [05:27.89] | I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously |
| [05:30.27] | |
| [05:31.45] | But when has ONE been able TO best seperate the THREE? |
| [05:34.89] | |
| [05:36.21] | I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do |
| [05:39.08] | |
| [05:40.39] | Aah, aah, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through... |
| [05:42.22] | |
| [06:18.94] | The suspect shadow sher they least |
| [06:21.19] | Expect My burning grasp to reach |
| [06:22.94] | |
| [06:27.38] | The stranglehold, the opened arms |
| [06:29.57] | Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred |
| [06:31.76] | Rainbows that My razors wrung |
| [06:32.88] | Midst Her screams and seams undone |
| [06:35.51] | Sung at the top of punctured lungs |
| [06:37.19] | I bite My spiteful tongue |
| [06:40.07] | Lest curses spat from primal lairs |
| [06:42.13] | Freeze romance where Angels, bare |
| [06:44.01] | Are lost to love, bloodloss, despair |
| [06:47.88] | I weep, they merely stare... |
| [06:48.40] | And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare. |
| [00:00.41] | Artist: cradle of filth |
| [00:01.47] | Songs Title: lord abortion |
| [00:02.72] | |
| [01:05.44] | I was born with a birthmark of cinders |
| [01:07.50] | |
| [01:08.81] | Debris cast from the stars and Mother |
| [01:11.31] | |
| [01:12.75] | A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters |
| [01:16.75] | Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her |
| [01:19.62] | |
| [01:21.75] | Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead |
| [01:24.93] | The bonesaw on the backseat |
| [01:26.68] | On this bitter night of giving head |
| [01:28.43] | |
| [01:29.68] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
| [01:32.31] | |
| [01:33.18] | Lump in the throat, on my cum choke |
| [01:36.25] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
| [01:38.56] | |
| [01:42.53] | I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue |
| [01:45.40] | |
| [01:50.21] | Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through |
| [01:53.40] | |
| [01:55.15] | Aah! Nostalgia grows |
| [01:57.40] | |
| [01:58.03] | Now times nine or ten |
| [01:59.96] | Within this vice den called a soul |
| [02:02.65] | Dying for resurrection |
| [02:04.84] | I dig deep to come again |
| [02:06.84] | The spasm of orgasm on a roll... |
| [02:09.09] | |
| [02:10.72] | I live the slow serrated rape |
| [02:12.90] | The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate |
| [02:15.40] | Victims force fed thair own face |
| [02:17.15] | Tear stains upon the drape |
| [02:18.46] | |
| [02:24.11] | I should compare them |
| [02:25.05] | To a warm Summer' s day |
| [02:26.17] | But to the letter, it is better |
| [02:28.86] | |
| [02:32.73] | To lichen their names to a grave |
| [02:34.05] | Counting My years on an abacus strung |
| [02:35.36] | With labial rings and heartstrings undone |
| [02:36.79] | Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead |
| [02:39.36] | |
| [02:40.11] | The bonesaw on the backseat |
| [02:41.73] | On this bitter night of giving head |
| [02:43.73] | |
| [02:44.73] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
| [02:47.42] | |
| [02:48.43] | Lump in the throat, on My cum choke |
| [02:50.68] | |
| [02:51.42] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
| [02:53.30] | Horrorscopes My diorama |
| [02:55.54] | A twelve part so far psychodrama |
| [02:57.24] | Another chained I mean to harm Her |
| [02:58.93] | Inside as well as out |
| [03:00.86] | A perverts gasp inside the mask |
| [03:02.98] | I' m hard, blow My house of cards |
| [03:04.98] | All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts |
| [03:07.30] | In brute vermillion parts... |
| [03:08.80] | |
| [03:25.50] | Now I slither through the hairline cracks |
| [03:27.68] | |
| [03:28.32] | In sanity, best watch your back |
| [03:31.50] | |
| [03:32.87] | Possessed with levering Hell' s gates wide |
| [03:35.43] | |
| [03:36.01] | Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack |
| [03:39.32] | |
| [03:56.50] | My ambition is to slay anon |
| [03:58.12] | |
| [03:59.21] | A sinner in the hands of a dirty God |
| [04:01.72] | |
| [04:03.09] | Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais |
| [04:06.91] | Of light where faith leads truth astray |
| [04:09.72] | |
| [04:11.10] | I slit guts guts and free the moistest facces |
| [04:13.91] | |
| [04:14.97] | Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces |
| [04:17.40] | |
| [04:18.84] | Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin |
| [04:21.40] | |
| [04:22.22] | Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within |
| [04:25.84] | |
| [04:41.47] | My heart was a wardrum beat |
| [04:44.02] | By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults |
| [04:48.46] | |
| [04:49.58] | When number thirteen fell in My lap |
| [04:52.64] | Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Mantrap |
| [04:56.77] | My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled |
| [05:00.89] | At the blurred edges or reason ' til I was fulfilled |
| [05:03.52] | |
| [05:04.83] | Whors d' oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into |
| [05:08.08] | A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades |
| [05:11.46] | |
| [05:12.21] | She went out like the light in My mind |
| [05:16.08] | Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine... |
| [05:19.52] | |
| [05:20.83] | Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for s |
| [05:23.58] | Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch |
| [05:26.77] | |
| [05:27.89] | I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously |
| [05:30.27] | |
| [05:31.45] | But when has ONE been able TO best seperate the THREE? |
| [05:34.89] | |
| [05:36.21] | I know I' m sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do |
| [05:39.08] | |
| [05:40.39] | Aah, aah, ahh, I' ll let you sleep when I am through... |
| [05:42.22] | |
| [06:18.94] | The suspect shadow sher they least |
| [06:21.19] | Expect My burning grasp to reach |
| [06:22.94] | |
| [06:27.38] | The stranglehold, the opened arms |
| [06:29.57] | Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred |
| [06:31.76] | Rainbows that My razors wrung |
| [06:32.88] | Midst Her screams and seams undone |
| [06:35.51] | Sung at the top of punctured lungs |
| [06:37.19] | I bite My spiteful tongue |
| [06:40.07] | Lest curses spat from primal lairs |
| [06:42.13] | Freeze romance where Angels, bare |
| [06:44.01] | Are lost to love, bloodloss, despair |
| [06:47.88] | I weep, they merely stare... |
| [06:48.40] | And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare. |
| [00:00.41] | Artist: cradle of filth |
| [00:01.47] | Songs Title: lord abortion |
| [00:02.72] | |
| [01:05.44] | I was born with a birthmark of cinders |
| [01:07.50] | |
| [01:08.81] | Debris cast from the stars and Mother |
| [01:11.31] | |
| [01:12.75] | A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters |
| [01:16.75] | Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her |
| [01:19.62] | |
| [01:21.75] | Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead |
| [01:24.93] | The bonesaw on the backseat |
| [01:26.68] | On this bitter night of giving head |
| [01:28.43] | |
| [01:29.68] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
| [01:32.31] | |
| [01:33.18] | Lump in the throat, on my cum choke |
| [01:36.25] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
| [01:38.56] | |
| [01:42.53] | I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue |
| [01:45.40] | |
| [01:50.21] | Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through |
| [01:53.40] | |
| [01:55.15] | Aah! Nostalgia grows |
| [01:57.40] | |
| [01:58.03] | Now times nine or ten |
| [01:59.96] | Within this vice den called a soul |
| [02:02.65] | Dying for resurrection |
| [02:04.84] | I dig deep to come again |
| [02:06.84] | The spasm of orgasm on a roll... |
| [02:09.09] | |
| [02:10.72] | I live the slow serrated rape |
| [02:12.90] | The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate |
| [02:15.40] | Victims force fed thair own face |
| [02:17.15] | Tear stains upon the drape |
| [02:18.46] | |
| [02:24.11] | I should compare them |
| [02:25.05] | To a warm Summer' s day |
| [02:26.17] | But to the letter, it is better |
| [02:28.86] | |
| [02:32.73] | To lichen their names to a grave |
| [02:34.05] | Counting My years on an abacus strung |
| [02:35.36] | With labial rings and heartstrings undone |
| [02:36.79] | Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead |
| [02:39.36] | |
| [02:40.11] | The bonesaw on the backseat |
| [02:41.73] | On this bitter night of giving head |
| [02:43.73] | |
| [02:44.73] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
| [02:47.42] | |
| [02:48.43] | Lump in the throat, on My cum choke |
| [02:50.68] | |
| [02:51.42] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
| [02:53.30] | Horrorscopes My diorama |
| [02:55.54] | A twelve part so far psychodrama |
| [02:57.24] | Another chained I mean to harm Her |
| [02:58.93] | Inside as well as out |
| [03:00.86] | A perverts gasp inside the mask |
| [03:02.98] | I' m hard, blow My house of cards |
| [03:04.98] | All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts |
| [03:07.30] | In brute vermillion parts... |
| [03:08.80] | |
| [03:25.50] | Now I slither through the hairline cracks |
| [03:27.68] | |
| [03:28.32] | In sanity, best watch your back |
| [03:31.50] | |
| [03:32.87] | Possessed with levering Hell' s gates wide |
| [03:35.43] | |
| [03:36.01] | Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack |
| [03:39.32] | |
| [03:56.50] | My ambition is to slay anon |
| [03:58.12] | |
| [03:59.21] | A sinner in the hands of a dirty God |
| [04:01.72] | |
| [04:03.09] | Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais |
| [04:06.91] | Of light where faith leads truth astray |
| [04:09.72] | |
| [04:11.10] | I slit guts guts and free the moistest facces |
| [04:13.91] | |
| [04:14.97] | Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces |
| [04:17.40] | |
| [04:18.84] | Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin |
| [04:21.40] | |
| [04:22.22] | Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within |
| [04:25.84] | |
| [04:41.47] | My heart was a wardrum beat |
| [04:44.02] | By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults |
| [04:48.46] | |
| [04:49.58] | When number thirteen fell in My lap |
| [04:52.64] | Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Mantrap |
| [04:56.77] | My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled |
| [05:00.89] | At the blurred edges or reason ' til I was fulfilled |
| [05:03.52] | |
| [05:04.83] | Whors d' oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into |
| [05:08.08] | A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades |
| [05:11.46] | |
| [05:12.21] | She went out like the light in My mind |
| [05:16.08] | Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine... |
| [05:19.52] | |
| [05:20.83] | Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for s |
| [05:23.58] | Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch |
| [05:26.77] | |
| [05:27.89] | I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously |
| [05:30.27] | |
| [05:31.45] | But when has ONE been able TO best seperate the THREE? |
| [05:34.89] | |
| [05:36.21] | I know I' m sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do |
| [05:39.08] | |
| [05:40.39] | Aah, aah, ahh, I' ll let you sleep when I am through... |
| [05:42.22] | |
| [06:18.94] | The suspect shadow sher they least |
| [06:21.19] | Expect My burning grasp to reach |
| [06:22.94] | |
| [06:27.38] | The stranglehold, the opened arms |
| [06:29.57] | Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred |
| [06:31.76] | Rainbows that My razors wrung |
| [06:32.88] | Midst Her screams and seams undone |
| [06:35.51] | Sung at the top of punctured lungs |
| [06:37.19] | I bite My spiteful tongue |
| [06:40.07] | Lest curses spat from primal lairs |
| [06:42.13] | Freeze romance where Angels, bare |
| [06:44.01] | Are lost to love, bloodloss, despair |
| [06:47.88] | I weep, they merely stare... |
| [06:48.40] | And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare. |
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