Honey And Sulphur Lyrics - Cradle Of Filth

All Saints Day, the taint of rain 

Blood and mud and thunder all the same 

To those who close their ranks to Gille's men 

Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille 

Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside 

Little angles out to pasture once again 

Torture garden rules of thumb apply 

To sacred flesh and the naked eye 

Golgothic this erotica 

Stinking of honey and worse, sulfur 

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So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom 

The superstitions grew 

Wise to the wolves that surprised their children 

Gagged in sacks and dragged back to 

Tiffauges 

It's roads now home to a beautiful stranger 

Lifting her veil 

Spinning her lies 

Tender eyes, never-ending danger 

It grows 

A rose that chose death for it's bedmuck 

Prickles in wait 

Thanking her spies 

Trickling thighs her only hiccup 

And though she walks the forest trails 

She's far from innocent or frail 

She leads them down the path where darkness dwells 

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That night is rife with celebration 

The tower sings 

Where so much foul illumination 

Strikes a lighthouse for the things 

That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram 

Mid sour dreams 

A beauty pageant for the gathering damned 

Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams 

Praeclarum 

Custodem 

Ovium 

Lupum 

Torture garden rules of thumb apply 

To sacred flesh and the naked eye 

Golgothic this erotica 

Stinking of honey and worse, sulfur 

So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom 

In this castle of loup-garou 

When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on 

A parcel of victims now tied to 

Tiffauges 

Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic 

Cherubim forced 

Naked and blind 

A holocaust mind designed their exit 

A libertine so grim 

Sometimes tore them limb from limb 

Slitting their throats 

Pissing on graves 

Jesus save but the devil made him 

Praeclarum 

Custodem 

Ovium 

Lupum