Under The Huntress Moon Lyrics - Thornography - Cradle Of Filth

With the snow fallen thick 

And bonfires alit 

And shooting stars portents of rips 

I ascended to spur 

A mere glimpse or murmur 

From her precious celestial lips 

Be it sun to your moon 

Be it moon to your sun 

Together we promised to come 

With a turn of the screw 

And a slip of the tongue 

We eclipsed one another undone 

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Through the mists, through the woods 

With the night-wraiths Iâ??ve stood 

Atop murderous peaks calling you 

On storm-lashed beachheads 

Where the fishermen dread 

The things your bewitchments accrue 

Those deep creatures bring 

Her cut diamond rings 

A girl with a pearl necklace her 

Advancing in fevers 

Tsunamis and myrrh 

Will she wreak bloody vengeance or purr? 

Or will she burn? 

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She lights the skies 

Dressed in silver scales plucked from the ocean 

To spite her thighs 

That Lucifer snuck inside 

And with his pride 

Enclaves were upgraded to Goshen 

So paradise 

Could shine from out her skirts 

â??I adorn myself at dusk 

With ornaments to close the noose 

A kiss as red as blood and cold as hell 

My body glows with lust 

Anaemic as the flag of truce 

I raised at dawn to catch you in my spellâ?? 

With every twist I cannot resist her 

Fertile female mind control 

This wanton witch, white-rapids sister 

To whom I pour my wine and soul 

And here we go again! 

From a corpse of black pews 

Where the moon was drawn through 

Like a sword through a Gordian knot 

She descended to me 

Claiming swift victory 

Over the heart I had near-soon forgot 

With every kiss this huntress whispered: 

â??Yield to my sweet embrace 

One night of bliss.â?? I could not dismiss her 

Once her beauty shot me a darker face 

You mesmerise my soul Diana 

You mesmerise my soul