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Cradle Of Filth lyrics

Cradle Of Filth lyrics

"English Fire Lyrics"

Please Don't Go Girl Lyrics
Frankie J: (Chorus) (please don?t go girl) Don?t go girl Oh oh girl don?t go (Tell me you?ll stay) Tell me that you?ll stay with me (Forever more babe) Cause everything will be alright now listen


Seven brides serve me seven sins
Seven seas writhe for me
From Orient gates to R?lyeh
Abydos to Thessaly
And Sirens sing from stern
But now I cease to play
For I yearn to return
To woodland ferns
Where Herne and his wild huntress lay

Now the tidal are turning
Spurning the darkness
The great purgations of distinguished tours
Are but stills in time
To the thrill that I?m
Once more
Heading to the bedding
Of her English shore
Put Me Down Lyrics
Let me take you By the hand Away from here To another land Oh this land in which we live Where people love and are meant to forgive And you always prove me wrong 'cos you're always putting me down I can'
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The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails
Eyes flickered in deep thickets of trees
And mists clung tight in panic to vales
When Brigantia spoke her soul to me

From Imbolg to Bealtaine
Lughnasadh to Samhain feasts
I heard her lament as season?s blent
Together a chimerical beast

Now the tidal are turning
Churning in darkness
The celebrations of extinguished wars
Are but stills in time
To the chill that climbs
Once more
Dread
Mount Washington Lyrics
Watching the sun coming up over Mount Washington Forever testing your intention Watching the sun going down over some distant town And why you sing you never could say Hate causes any question To do it to before it's done unto yo
ng the red weddings
On her English shores

Gone are the rustic summers of my youth
Cruel winters cut their sacred throats
With polished scythes that reap worldwide
Pitch black skies and forest smoke

And the hosts that I saw there
Drones of carrion law
Drove the ghosts of my forbears
To rove and rally once more

One of her sons from the vast far-flung
Come home to rebuild
The rampant line of the Leonine
Risen over pestilent fields
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Going On The Instincts Lyrics
You should see how ignorant you are being. You wouldn't know the first thing about me. Right on command. Sound of fire. You assume I'm stupid, and I've wandered off alone. I'm no threat to mys
r /> Now the tidal are turning
Burning in darkness
The salvation of her hungry sword
Shalt spill like wine
From the hills to chines
That pour
Spreading her beheadings
On these English shores

For the hosts that I saw there
Drones of carrion law
Drove the ghosts of my forbears
To rove and rally once more

This is a waking for England
From it?s reticent doze
This is a waking for England
Lest hope and glory are regarded as foes


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