| Song | Haunted Shores |
| Artist | Cradle of Filth |
| Album | Dusk & Her Embrace |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cradle of Filth | |
| Take away the wine | |
| For restlessness plagues me.... | |
| I am assailed by a spectre profounder | |
| Than hatred and grief or the sum of their hideous crime | |
| I shalt suffer this confessional mime | |
| Awaiting the sun to set, crimsoning seas | |
| Only once it is dark doth my misery cease | |
| She died to a sky dressed in flame | |
| Eyes full of curses for her killers by choice | |
| Who fell to their god o'er her vision and voice | |
| 'I am as dusk come to ravish the light' | |
| Steal me from their stares and mute christ into night | |
| 'I will answer thy prayers' | |
| If thou Wouldst drink of my life.... | |
| Encroaching evening skies | |
| Die with such tragedy | |
| And those interred in cold graves | |
| Dwell on pleasures to be | |
| In deep hysteria | |
| Where our legend still breathes | |
| Through sweet death and thereafter | |
| Sweeping nightmares.... shalt feed |
| zuo ci : Cradle of Filth | |
| Take away the wine | |
| For restlessness plagues me.... | |
| I am assailed by a spectre profounder | |
| Than hatred and grief or the sum of their hideous crime | |
| I shalt suffer this confessional mime | |
| Awaiting the sun to set, crimsoning seas | |
| Only once it is dark doth my misery cease | |
| She died to a sky dressed in flame | |
| Eyes full of curses for her killers by choice | |
| Who fell to their god o' er her vision and voice | |
| ' I am as dusk come to ravish the light' | |
| Steal me from their stares and mute christ into night | |
| ' I will answer thy prayers' | |
| If thou Wouldst drink of my life.... | |
| Encroaching evening skies | |
| Die with such tragedy | |
| And those interred in cold graves | |
| Dwell on pleasures to be | |
| In deep hysteria | |
| Where our legend still breathes | |
| Through sweet death and thereafter | |
| Sweeping nightmares.... shalt feed |
| zuò cí : Cradle of Filth | |
| Take away the wine | |
| For restlessness plagues me.... | |
| I am assailed by a spectre profounder | |
| Than hatred and grief or the sum of their hideous crime | |
| I shalt suffer this confessional mime | |
| Awaiting the sun to set, crimsoning seas | |
| Only once it is dark doth my misery cease | |
| She died to a sky dressed in flame | |
| Eyes full of curses for her killers by choice | |
| Who fell to their god o' er her vision and voice | |
| ' I am as dusk come to ravish the light' | |
| Steal me from their stares and mute christ into night | |
| ' I will answer thy prayers' | |
| If thou Wouldst drink of my life.... | |
| Encroaching evening skies | |
| Die with such tragedy | |
| And those interred in cold graves | |
| Dwell on pleasures to be | |
| In deep hysteria | |
| Where our legend still breathes | |
| Through sweet death and thereafter | |
| Sweeping nightmares.... shalt feed |