Cradle Of Filth - Dirge Inferno Lyrics

Complimentary "Dirge Inferno" Ringtone

Carrion my name 
For those who chose to mouth the curse 
A tragic serenade 
With Judas in my stride 
The gothic halls of shame 
Where statues coldly hold no worse 
Than the murders I reclaim 
From a dark, forsaken time

Kissing heaven, spent 
He wipes lips free of his hectic discharge 
Wishing to repent 
For the brute that ravaged free 
In slight hands beauty weeps 
Conquest’s deep methodical screwing 
Hurt repeatedly 
Like the world wound at his feet 

Dirge Inferno 

As it is written, damn it 
So let it be wrung 
From throats of those in overthrow 
The past at last has come 

The savage bite without respite 
Pervades the freezing air 
This winter chill, grist for his mill 
If tears of joy will blear elsewhere 
And church bells drown in the cracks of doom 
The storms above us hue 
As lightning runs like bifurcate tongues 
Deflowering two by two 

Hissing, malcontent 
He storms the skies on electric discharge 
Pissing in contempt 
On the effigies of the weak 
Killing all resolve 
The great beast simmers, his scarlet women 
Spit their vitriol 
On the terrified face of peace 

Dirge Inferno 

As it is written, damn it 
So let it be wrung 
From throats of those in overthrow 
The past at last has come 

A hellbound heart, the rose and thorn 
Have locked to hastened blood 
The moon disrobes, to harden droves 
Of legions pouring 
These rivers press, his breath adorns 
Senates and enemy seats 
Whilst his power takes as ingratitude 
The writhing of the weak 

Wormwood my name 
The poisoned star that fell to earth 
And blistered free of shame 
In the pits of self-rebirth 
Now those caves become a garret 
Overseeing endless barracks 
As the waters turn to claret 
And the Vatican satins burn

Complimentary "Dirge Inferno" Ringtone

lyrics submitted by REVENGER777 on 11-11-2006