Song | Haunted Shores |
Artist | Cradle of Filth |
Album | Dusk & Her Embrace |
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 |
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 |