Metal With MGTOW Lyrics - CRADLE OF FILTH, Bathory Aria (read description)

⁣Gloria
In excelsis, Deo

Gloria,
In excelsis Deo
(sigh)

SNUFFED tapers, sighed,
As DEATH, left impressing, His Crest, of Cold Tears, on the Countess

Benighted, like ill-fated Usher..

The House of Bathory, shrouded 'neath grief's, dark faCADE

If ON-LY, I..

Could have WEPT, in Mourning.. BY, Her.. side..

I WOULD
HAVE..

CLASPED Her!, SO tight..
Like storm-beached Aphrodite!

Drowned on Kytherean..

..tides

And, Kissed Her
For from Her, alone
My lips, would have known,
ENIGMAS, of shadowy vistas

Where pleasures, took.. FLESH
And PAIN, REMORSELESS,
Came FREEZING, the breath,
Of raucous life, hushed, unto whispers..

Benighted

INHALING, the pale, waning moonlight, that crept,
Through the crypt, of Her Lord, who so lucidly SLEPT!

Benighted..

Exhaling the wail, of black widowhood's toll,
Waxing ETERNAL NIGHT, entered, Her soul

(grunt)

NOW!,
Haranguing, GREY skies
With REVENGE, upon LIFE!
Gnathic and Sapphic,
Needs BEGGED, ''GENDER-CIDE''

(grunt)

DELUSIONS, of GRANDIER, denounced, the revolt,
Of descrying, cursed glass, disenchanted, in vaults,
Encircled by glyphs, midst Her sin-sistered CULT

With hangman's, abandon, She PLIED, spirit-worlds
To Archangels, in bondage,
From Light, to NIGHT, hurled
Cast down, to the earth, where TORMENT would un.. FURL..

(scream)

But soon,
Her tarot, PROVED..
Hybrid rumours, spread like tumours,
Would accrue..

And BLIGHT, Her stars,
However, SCARRED..
To better, BITTER TRUTHS,
Of COLD, BLOOD-BATHS!

As bodies ROSE..

In RIGID droves!

To HAUNT Her, from their Shallow burials,
IMPOSED

When WOLVES, exhumed

Their earthen WOMBS

Where heavy frosts, had laboured long,
To bare their.. WOUNDS

To the DEPTHS, of Her ''soul'', they pursued..

Wielding their poison, they flew..


Like a MURDER OF RAVENS, IN FUGUE


Oh..

And KNOWING, their raptures,
Would SHATTER, Her
¨Dreams¨..

She clawed, blackened books, for Damnation's reprieve
Baneful cawed canons, on amassed ENEMIES

So Hallow's Eve..

As She received,

Like Bellona to the ball,
Those enemies

Fell-sisters heaved..

..Her torturies!

Cross-stained flagstones,
To Her carriage, reined, to FLEE!

But She KNEW, She must brave, the Night, through,
Though FEAR crept a deathshead, o'er the moon


LIKE A MURDER OF RAVENS IN FUGUE


(scream)

For each MASKED, jewelled gaze held, DREAD purpose..

HORROR FROZE, painted eyes, to cold STARES..

And EVEN, Her dance!, in the VAST, mirrors cast,
Looked the ILL, of Her future,
If Fate feasted...

..There


In an Age, CRUCIFIED, by the Nails Of Faith,
When rank scarecrows, of christ, blighted LANDS

An ALOOF, Countess born, an obsidian WRAITH..

..DARED The Abyss, knowing well, She was..


DAMNED


Her life, whispered GRIEF, like a FUNERAL MARCH...

TWISTED!, and yearning, OBSESSED, and ENTRANCED

With those, succumbing, to CRUELTY,
CRUSHED, 'neath the gait, of Her DANCE!..

A whirlwind, of FIRE, that swept, through the briers,
Of ''sweet rose'', Her thickets, of BLACK THORN, had.. GRASPED!

She DEMANDED!, the Heavens, and FOREVER, to GLEAN..
The ''elixir of Youth'', from the pure

Whilst Her LESBIAN FANTASIES,
REAMED, to EXTREMES,
O'er decades, unleashed,
Came for blood's silken...

''cure''

But Her reign, ended swiftly,
For Dark Gods.. dreamt, too deep
To heed, Her pleas..

.. When Her gaolers, were assailed
With condemnations, from a, PRIEST

Who'd stammered rites,
In the dead, of night
For maidens, STAINING, winding sheets

..And She postured, PROUD,
When Her crimes were trowelled,
And jezebelled, to peasant lips!

Though, She smelt, the fires
That licked limbs higher,

To the tortured CUNTS!!
Of accomplices

(silence)
(ravens)

So.. Ends, this, TWISTED, ''FABLE's'', worth,
And though SPARED!, the pyre's, BITE..
By dint, of ''nobled'', blood-lined Birth..

Her sins/(crimes) garnered Her..

NO
RESPITE


(chains)

FOREVER, severed, from the ''thrill'', of coming NIGHT..

..Where slow DEATH, ALONE, could grant Her, ''flight'':


" The Spirits, have ALL, but fled judgement..

..I ROT

ALONE..

INSANE

Where the Forest, whispers, puce laments, for me!..

From amidst the pine.. and wreathed wolfsbane.. "

" Beyond these walls..

Wherein CONDEMNED, to the GLOOM,
Of an austere tomb..

I PACE..

With FERAL MADNESS!,

Sent, through the PALE beams, of a guiltless moon

..Who, bereft of necrologies...

Thus,
COMMANDS, Creation..
Over the earth..

Whilst I resign, my lips, to death..
A slow, cold kiss..

That chides, ¨rebirth¨

Though, ONE, last wish, is bequeathed, by Fate ¨


¨ My ¨beauty¨, shalt wilt..

..UN-SEEN!

SAVE..

For twin, BLACK, EYES..
That shalt come, to take, My SOUL

To ''peace''
Or HELL,

For company "

(To peace or hell, for company)

¨ My soul, to HELL, for ¨company¨..


MY SOUL,

TO HELL,

FOR..
COMPANY. ¨