Vārdi: Cradle Of Filth. Darkly Darkly Venus Aversa. Beast of Extermination.
Kill a man and you are a murderer
Kill millions of men and you are a conqueror
Kill everyone and you are a God
Born of the best of enemies
Beyond the pearly constellations
Where in heaven has no embassy
And hope no surly grip on reason
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
He is sly, bejeweled with sylph
Slick limbs spread wide
To guide you through the filth
And rust crawl to him fueled by lust
He's the horned one in the pentagram
A waste of chaos by the gram
Dark eyes for trouble
Double damned, despair
The storm upon lake Lachrymose
Restless, never comatose
The thorn upon
The single rose we share
Germination
His a renegade a Capella now obeyed
A shit-storm without warning
The plea-suit King in yellow on parade
Son of the thunderous morning
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
He is high, inured with vice
The tower-cree er on our edelweiss career
A foreign power cut of utter fear
Taught curiosity, he s atrocity, banned
The taste of chaos by the dram
A tortured course like slaughtered lamb
Best rare
The curse that haunts this thirsting tomb
Disturbed, becomes the worst of doom
Rehearsing all his worth for soon, he's there
Extermination
He is hatred, greed and war
He is everything we ought abhor
Were it not for the fateful truth, be sure
We suffer him all the more
And lo, his tyrant's eye
Is fixed upon our rich and vibrant sky
Now hear the wind
Herald desolation
As on that eve when angels clad
In nothing but their whispered virtues
They slipped into the valley
Of the dirty serpentine
Hes the horned one in the pentagram
A waste of chaos by the gram
Dark eyes for trouble
Double damned, despair
The storm upon lake Lachrymose
Restless, never comatose
The thorn upon
The single rose we share
Desperation
Disdainful, he self-deprecates
The mirror's jagged stare
And it's painful how we subjugate
The grinning face reflected in there
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Kill millions of men and you are a conqueror
Kill everyone and you are a God
Born of the best of enemies
Beyond the pearly constellations
Where in heaven has no embassy
And hope no surly grip on reason
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
He is sly, bejeweled with sylph
Slick limbs spread wide
To guide you through the filth
And rust crawl to him fueled by lust
He's the horned one in the pentagram
A waste of chaos by the gram
Dark eyes for trouble
Double damned, despair
The storm upon lake Lachrymose
Restless, never comatose
The thorn upon
The single rose we share
Germination
His a renegade a Capella now obeyed
A shit-storm without warning
The plea-suit King in yellow on parade
Son of the thunderous morning
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
He is high, inured with vice
The tower-cree er on our edelweiss career
A foreign power cut of utter fear
Taught curiosity, he s atrocity, banned
The taste of chaos by the dram
A tortured course like slaughtered lamb
Best rare
The curse that haunts this thirsting tomb
Disturbed, becomes the worst of doom
Rehearsing all his worth for soon, he's there
Extermination
He is hatred, greed and war
He is everything we ought abhor
Were it not for the fateful truth, be sure
We suffer him all the more
And lo, his tyrant's eye
Is fixed upon our rich and vibrant sky
Now hear the wind
Herald desolation
As on that eve when angels clad
In nothing but their whispered virtues
They slipped into the valley
Of the dirty serpentine
Hes the horned one in the pentagram
A waste of chaos by the gram
Dark eyes for trouble
Double damned, despair
The storm upon lake Lachrymose
Restless, never comatose
The thorn upon
The single rose we share
Desperation
Disdainful, he self-deprecates
The mirror's jagged stare
And it's painful how we subjugate
The grinning face reflected in there
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
Yahweh, frankincense
Satan, gold and murder
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