Cradle Of Filth - Bitter Suites To Succubi

CRADLE OF FILTH

BITTER SUITES TO SUCCUBI (2001)

  1. Sin Deep My Wicked Angel
  2. All Hope In Eclipse
  3. Born In A Burial Gown
  4. Summer Dying Fast
  5. No Time To Cry
  6. The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh
  7. Suicide And Other Comforts
  8. Dinner At Deviant's Palace
  9. The Black Goddess Rises II
10. Scorched Earth Erotica

CRADLE OF FILTH

BITTER SUITES TO SUCCUBI

1. SIN DEEP MY WICKED ANGEL
Instrumental

2. ALL HOPE IN ECLIPSE

A thousand nights once succoured me
In the shadow of Miss Anne Thropy
Sat gargoyle-limbed amid my licking flame

A cruel tongue at work in her secret vaults
Sent rebellion's embers into revolt
The coming of extinction
Synched to whimpers of my name

Legion I arose, a flood of inhumanity
An acid reign to purify the world
The asp at pharaoh's breast
The atom split under duress
A sniper at the gates of spattered pearl

My heart, torn apart, left a rifled grave
Save for an unfurled flag of hate
To enthral a mindless zombie race

All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift
All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse

Black bibles I inscribed the words "Damnation through design"
Seemed a bitter truth far better for the lie
For as hope was felled by reason forlorn became the season
And Death was swift to swallow on the hells of life

Lowered souls, growing cold, tethered easy prey
When heaven's flock, a fair game, dropped
I bored of war with God with greater thrones to claim

All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift
All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse

Then between the past and the ravening dark
A sly Messiah came
In the thick of treaty with obligatory greed
She stole the soul hate had sold away

An ancient chill blew down the centuries
That night atonement's eyes
Lit a burning man in me
When love lay bleeding
And fate's sate feeding
From wounds gored 'neath
Those cherubic wings
She of kindred light
Gladly sacrificed
Eternity
Just to be
With me

As the moon whose silvered fingers play
On words and dreams too cursed for day
She led my hand to lands I'd not accrued
Where the faun dawn bathed her golden hair
And faith renewed, leapt joyous there
I praised their worth, then planned their conquest too

All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift
All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse

All heil, all heil, all heil the Libertine's wish
All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse
And ignorance is truly bliss.

3. BORN IN A BURIAL GOWN

Sibilant and macabre
Walpurgis sauntered in
Skies lit with five-pointed stars
The work of crafts surpassing sin
As she graced her window ledge
An orphaned gypsy nymph
This issue of the forest's bed
Skin flushed with sipped absinthe
Her eyes revealed, as Brocken's peak
Tried once concealing hell
A snow white line of divine freaks
In riot, where they fell

The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight
For seven days and seven festival nights
What wicked wonders lie within the comfines
Of the panther's den

She watches from a maypole, on the rip of her tongue
The restless spirit of Christmas to come
A Gretel sick of merely sucking her thumb
Than gingerbread men

Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial
She was the light of the world going down
War-torn, forlorn and malarial
She was found
Born in a burial gown

Born in a burial gown
Born in a burial gown

Unloosed, the chain of her God-given cross
Seduced, now pagan ribbons swathe her repose
In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost

Too many decades misfit and mislaid
So innocent, a tender legend of prey
Parades her second coming, now they're running afraid

Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial
She was the light of the world going down
War-torn, forlorn and malarial
She was found
Born in a burial gown
She was born, born in a burial gown
She was born, born in a burial gown

Now she moves with a predator's guile
Beyond the fire-lit circle of life
She soothes your cold heart for a while
Then matches its beat, synching in with a knife
She wrestles her dreams with a delicate case
Espied by her cross on the wall
And should she awake, through embrace or mistake
She would take Jesus
Bless foot forward and all

Sibilant and at last
The circus crawled away
With another lover in its arms
Dancing on her grave

Born, born, born, born, born, born in a burial gown
She was born, born, born, born, born in a burial gown
Born in a burial gown.

4. SUMMER DYING FAST

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

I watch the storm approaching
The darkness calls my name
The trees are growing restless
They feel the season change
Their fruit has putrefied
Forbidden once and bound to die
The thread of life lies severed
On the brink of paradise
Grinning winds of hate unfurled
Dash towers tall that grip the sun
Talons stretch her veil
Reclamation, our time has come

Autumn spreads its golden wings
And lays the path for those unseen
A tangled web of evil spun at last
Winter spawn from barren thighs
To readdress, to slay the blind
And throw the reins untethered to the skies

They pray to the full moon rising
Diana moving with such infinite grace
Wrapped alone in a blanket of nightfall
How many secrets can they read by your face?
Will they know of majesty
Of secrets held in dream-dead sleep
In furs and scars that kill the forest
Will their "god" of bridled love
Assuage our rule from planes above
Or shrink in fear from chaos roused for war?

WAR!

Wrest askew the nails
That have held you, lurking deep
September prayers are waning
Burn the shrines of fettered sheep
Spearhead the insurrection
Of a world that seeks no end
"We are what we are, what we shall be, again..."

Appear, draped in terror
To the comfort of your kin
Stain the milky sunset red
And let the others in

Summer's dying.

5. NO TIME TO CRY

It's just a feeling
I get sometimes
A feeling
Sometimes
And I get frightened
Just like you
I get frightened too
But it's

No, no, no
No time for heartache
No, no, no
No time to run and hide
No, no, no
No time for breaking down
No, no, no
No time to cry

Sometimes in the world as is you've
Got to shake the hand that feeds you
It's just like Adam says
It's not so hard to understand
It's just like always coming down on
Just like Jesus never came and
What did you expect to find
It's just like always here again it's

No, no, no
No time for heartache
No, no, no
No time to run and hide
No, no, no
No time for breaking down
No, no, no
No time to cry

Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can't sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep

Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can't sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep

No time for tears
No time to run and hide
No time to be afraid of fear
I keep no time to cry

No, no, no
No time for heartache
No, no, no
No time to run and hide
No, no, no
No time for breaking down
No, no, no
No time to cry.

6. THE PRINCIPLE OF EVIL MADE FLESH

From the primeval mass
Let precious chaos vent
Sacred flesh drenched in fornication
Beloved of Set
May the winds gather her together
From the secrets of men
After thousands of years of terrifying silence
She comes again

The abolition of the yeshua begins

Shattered are the icons of the worthless
The goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born
Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy
Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogs

World without end
Cherish the lissom wants of pernicious evil
Dusk in her eyes
Torn bloody weeping skies
Darkness will hasten to devour
And the weak will flee or die

Hail best uter of blood
Dancer on flames
Disposer of light
Lover of darkness
She is holding an inquisition
From the bondaged, feeble ones

I slay the lamb in the fervour of thine
Abandonment unto our lady
With a quenchless thirst for the infinite
For her that exists beyond all knowledge

Storming from tired centuries
Under the glare of a waxing death-moon
Terrible beauty of love severed
Rip the baby from the virginal womb

The blood of Jesus
Is the wine of the dead
And the drunken angels
Bleed with incest

The Liliot suckle on her fruitful breasts
And yield the swords that sever and stain
There will be no act or passion wrought
That shall not be attributed to her names

To the name of Baphomet:
Artemis, Bastet, Astarte

I yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising.

7. SUICIDE AND OTHER COMFORTS

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
Roll back the stone

With these words scrawled in a severed hand
Tears fall like shards of glass that band
In rivers, like sinners
Swept with me to join the damned

A darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now the sacrifice
My life, to have her with me

So farewell to distant thunder
Those inept stars I've worshipped under
Fall father, their father
Lies in wait in flames below
Whilst my love, a blood red flower
Calls to me from verdant bowers
Graveside, I cry
Please save me from this hell I know

A darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice
My life, to have her with me

An eye for an eye as espied in the bible
My faith is lost to the burning of idols
One less cross to press upon the survival
Of this lorded agony

And I, much as I have tried
To bury her from mind,
Fate's tourniquet was tied, when she died...
Still sense her presence so divine
Lithe arms about my throat
Like pining swans entwined
Footfalls at nightfall close to mine

Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release

I snatch her whisper like the wind through cedars
See her face in every natural feature
Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever
With glee deceiving me

Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release

I hear her voice from where the grave defies her
Sirensong to sing along, no finer
Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor
Strike a chord with misery

No light nor reef
No unsinkable of romance keeps me
Safely from the stormy seas
Now drowning, resounding
Death-knells pound my dreams
Unthinkable to dredge through this
Listless and lonely winter frieze

A darken sky
This day hereafter dies
Falls swiftly into night
And stays within my sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice
My life, to have her with me

No more a victim of crusade
Where souls are strung from moral palisades
I slit my wrists and quickly slip away
I journey now onto a sand
Beneath the moon to Summerlands
To grace her lips with contraband
The blaze once in my veins

The blaze once in my veins
The blaze once in my veins.

8. DINNER AT DEVIANT'S PALACE
Instrumental

9. THE BLACK GODDESS RISES II

Thee I invoke, bornless one
All woman, pure predator
Wherein conspiracies and impulse dwell
Like a seething fall from grace

Thee I worship

Thou art darkest Gabrielle
No church shall bar our path
Seductive Evil drink your fill
Of the bleeding Christ in your arms

You are in my dreams
The darkness in my eyes
The rapture in my screams
Black goddess arise

Nothing will keep us apart
We could kill them all
If our desire tore free
Our union is one, sweet, sinful Eve

And the night draws in there beside her
As we embrace the dark side with designs
I pour my soul to those eyes full of fire
As I bury my seeds deep inside her

Archangel, snare the flesh
Suck dry the ebbing wound
Leave them lifeless and broken
My beloved

Oh, how I have craved for you
So pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winter
Am I to bleed myself dry just to see your delight?
And the fear retreats forever
When my secrets are buried in thine
Under seven stars we'll come together
To plot the new age's decline

Ishtar my queen
Come forth to me
And help me seize
My future from the house of death

That in the release of immortality
I should slay their fucking Nazarene
Ah... the lies... the Jews... I kill for you

Hidden lusts will break the gates and swarm
As love secretes the thrill for war
The virgin raped shall seek to whore
She-wolf bare your snarling jaw.

10. SCORCHED EARTH EROTICA

Sunset, expect
This to be your last with our vast return
As death is set
At three sixes where hill-beacons burn

Darkness, undress
Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar
Blood-red, yet still unfed
Lips distend ending, time to falter

Turning us
We're one

Welcome arms wide and crucified
The slaughter

Lightening freezes seven
Outtakes from the rape of the world
Sins expelled from heaven
Now befoul from the bowels of hell

Where the tragic in theory and practice fell

Last prayers, hang in the air
Each unto their own rag and bonemeal saviours
Strung where crippled vultures dare
Golgotha
Coughs another cross to grave God's failure

Once the forests spired
Nurtured in nature's heart
Now great cedars feed the pyres
Need-fires lit for greater harm
As her children toy with razors
Sightless and deeply scarred
And the moon arose to phase her
Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars

And lights our path
Back through the shattered glass

Where the tragic in theory and practice meet
Where the tragic in theory and practice meet

Deranged, uncaged
We rage like a plague through this age of greed
Sowers of discord, growing wars to reap
A terrible crop to beat a vicious retreat

Scorched Earth, rebirth
Disinterred in the writhe of the lone survivor
Whose worth is worse than the curse
Of Sardonicus choking on his own saliva

Who shares the last laugh now
Dead wedded fates fulfil their vows?
Foot in mouth of sacred cows
Facedown in dust and poisoned ground.

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