Cradle Of Filth Amor E Morte (Lycanthropy Mix) lyrics

Her bouquets are wilted
Too long has she slept
Their cruel red mouths darkened
To bowed silhouettes

I saw in a new moon
With her scent on my breath
But then all too soon
Came the hunger for flesh

I held her in eyes like necropoli
Laying her on a tomb with a view
Lighting her from her feet
To the stars in her hair
Drove sweet blood to her throat
And my lips parted there

In the tone of splintered bone
She screams benighted
My limbs ignite, a carnal carnivore
On all fours to go

An ebon nemesis
From torture gardens of Dis
Having never breathed an Eve
As far narcotic as this

Two spellbound hellhounds
Hearts pounding loud
Racing Heaven out of focus
Under quicksilver clouds

God is maimed, come let us prey
To lunar deities that pave deadways
Twixt the living and the grave
Amor E Morte

To cast our feral shadows there
We made love bleed on a deathbed shared
Where begging me to feed, to best, be were
I licked her wounds and ate her rare

Argentinum spurred
Her wanton words incurred
A sin ridden tongue
To open trading in fur

Never were those gates of pearl
So rubbed to their cusp
Never were the worlds above
So bitten with the bestial

Seraphim fell like guillotines
Giving gracious head
Instead of harking prophecies
And how our brother sang
Amor E Morte


Theirs was a chorus for raucous souls
Shifting shape and lifting napes
To commemorate erotic stains
Amor E Morte

Unfasten thy mask
Come sky clad to my arms
Leave thy gown a dark pool at thy feet
I yearn musky valleys that no man hath seen
The chill keen of stars
Over yew and deep wooded ravines

A hidden meridian
Where Midian may be

In black antlered glades
En-cunted in this forest Goddess
She whispers my name, I buck under flames
Animal nitrates howling through my veins

I ride riptides that wrest and writhe to the fore
New lusts eclipsing lips
That brought me to this verge of war
With inner beasts unleashed to feast, fuck and run
Rampart in chase of she-wolf pacts
Forged on heat with setting suns

I love the night, it would murder my soul
Should I ever fall blind
For though thy flesh haunts
I keep also in mind the stampede of clouds
From dusk's predatory sky

Purple versed like the funeral hearse
That first turned thee over to my
Unbridled kiss when I found thee in mist
Dressed for the sepulcher, my Demon bride

God is maimed, come let us prey
To lunar deities that pave deadways
Twixt the living and the grave
Amor E Morte

Ours was a chorus for raucous souls
Shifting shape and lifting nape
To commemorate erotic stains
Amor E Morte

Amor E Morte
Amor E Morte
Amor, Amor
Amor
(Amor, Amor, Amor E Morte)
Amor, Amor, Amor E Morte
(Amor, Amor)