Cradle Of Filth
the raping of faith
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Flowers lift your precious head to me
I have come to her warm embrace
The gentle touch of surreality
A sweet kiss from beloved faith
The gardens swim with fervent life tonight
I sense the beauty that waits for me there
Dancing with the statues in the pale moonlight
The velveret whisper at play with her hair
- Album:
- Hammer of the Witches
- Total Fucking Darkness
- The Manticore and Other Horrors
- Evermore Darkly
- Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa
- Thornography
- Nymphetamine
- Damnation And A Day
- Live Bait for the Dead
- Lovecraft & Witch Hearts
- Bitter Suites To Succubi
- Midian
- From The Cradle To Enslave
- Cruelty And The Beast
- Dusk... And Her Embrace
- The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh
- Dusk & Her Embrace
- Vempire Or Dark Faerytales In Phallustein
- Vempire
- Miscellaneous