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Cradle Of Filth Bitter Suites To Succubi

Sibilant and macabre, Walpurgis sauntered in Skies litten with five-pointed stars The work of crafts surpassing sin As she graced her window ledge An

, all hail the serpentine's gift All hail, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse Black bibles I inscribed The words, 'Damnation throughout design' Seemed a bitter

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Through acrid clouds of summer flies The garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing at the grave of the dead Nazarene

From the primeval mass Let precious chaos vent Sacred flesh drenched in fornication Beloved by Set May the winds gather her together From the secrets

: [Backwards] Our Father who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, as in heaven, so on earth. Give us this day our

: Thee I invoke, bornless one all woman, pure predator wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell like a seething fall from grace Thee I worship... Thou

: I pace, alone In a place for the dead Overcome by woe And here, I've grown So fond of dread That I swear it's heaven Oh sweet May, Dressed in grief

: Sibilant and macabre Walpurgis sauntered in Skies litten with five-pointed stars The work of crafts surpassing sin As She graced Her window ledge -