From The Cradle To Enslave Lyrics - Live Bait For The Dead - Cradle Of Filth

Two thousand fattened years like maniacs 

Have despoiled our common grave 

Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs 

From the cradle to enslave? 

Sickle constellations 

Stud the velts that welt the sku 

Whilst the Bitter winter moon 

Prowls the clouds, dead,eyed 

Like shifting parent flesh 

Under silk matricide... 

Watchful as she was upon Eden 

Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept 

hid the hissing of a serpent Libido 

In an ancient tryst with catastrophe 

Soon to be kept 

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Hear that hissing now on the breeze 

As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden 

A fres horror blows 

But ten billion souls 

Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees 

This is the theme to a better Armageddon 

Nightchords rake the heavens 

Pandaemonaeon 

And what use are prayers to that 'god '? 

As devils bay concenus for the space to piss 

On your smouldering faith 

And the the mouldering face 

Of this world long a paradise lost 

This is the end of everything 

Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring 

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Dance macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac 

Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate 

What sick activities will be freed when those lights burn black? 

The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back... 

I see the serpentine in your eyes 

The nature of the beast as revelations arrive 

Our screams shall trail to Angels 

For those damned in flames repay 

All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day 

We should have cut our losses as at Calvary 

But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief 

Salvation, like a promised nation 

Gleamed a claim away... 

This is the end of everything you have ever known 

Buried like vanquished reason 

Death in season 

Driven like the drifting snow 

Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war 

On our knees or another fucker 's shore 

Heiling new flesh 

Read, then roared 

To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause 

What else be whipped to frenzy for? 

This is the end of everything 

Rear the tragedies 

That the Seraphim shall sing 

Old adversaries 

Next of Eve 

Now they 're clawing back 

I smell their cumming 

As through webbed panes of meat 

Led by hoary Death 

They never left 

Dreaming sodomies 

To impress on human failure 

When we 've bled upon our knees 

Tablatures of gravel law 

Shall see Gehennag paved 

When empires fall 

And nightmares crawl 

From the cradle to enslave... 

This is the end of everything