Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Harlot On A Pedestal, artist - Cradle Of Filth. Album song Classic Filth, in the genre Date of issue: 01.09.2016
Record label: Peaceville
Song language: English
Harlot On A Pedestal |
| Where does the madness end? |
| How far down do the rungs expire |
| In smoke and burning heat? |
| In depravity and sin? |
| In her shocking retinue |
| I saw the worst |
| Desire run amok amongst you |
| And in her boudoir too |
| The endless nights embedded |
| In her beautiful cocoon |
| Turning black and blue and jaded |
| Kneelin at her feet |
| My heart atrophied at her ravishing form |
| The ultimate test |
| Her cult obsessed |
| With this body of the Goddess reborn |
| When she first laid me to rest |
| I saw such sights of wickedness |
| From this harlot on a pedestal |
| This scarlet Woman scorned |
| I glimpsed desertion, the bluster of shame |
| The tribes of the moon. |
| their lustre improved |
| A morbid aversion to the limpid domain |
| Of Eden and Adam her dark temper moved |
| I witnessed reverie then |
| Perverse resurgence, souls on fire |
| Blood and seed spilt for centuries |
| For this imperious bitch |
| In her shocking retinue |
| I saw the worst |
| Desire run amok amongst you |
| A gnawer of taboo |
| Dread appetites were threaded |
| Right throughout the mortal zoo |
| Her immortality now hungered |
| I remember, in Thebes |
| Enthroned with cat-skinned girls |
| Her long dark hair braided with pearls |
| A red gown split revealed her thighs |
| As full lips rose to feline eyes |
| Egyptian black outlined each lid |
| It’s clear who owned the pyramid |
| Temptress Lilith |
| Her beauty stirred me more than words |
| Could ever paint, her bible hurt |
| Tempered Lilith |
| Hissing in the dark |
| Pissing on my heart |
| I was missing every part of Victoria |
| Victoria |
| I found them hypnotic, the years of display |
| Of court life and parties, political bite |
| Narcotic, erotic, her bleary soirees |
| Left daylight a dream in the scheme of the night |
| The scheme of the night |
| But I grew uneasy, she wanted the earth |
| For now she was spinning her sins |
| Breeding fell children and hiding her worth |
| Before the new orders disorder begins |
| Feeding from the weak |
| Savaged on their feet by her ravaging lust |
| Evening-dressed |
| This young Countess |
| Led lovers astray under cover of dusk |
| When she took them to her breast |
| They passed last rites, deliciousness |
| Swept into their every pore |
| This matriarch of darkness bored |
| Harlot on a pedestal |
| The night orchestral |
| Harlot on a pedestal |
| Never vestal… |