Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heaven Torn Asunder , by - Cradle Of Filth. Release date: 07.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Heaven Torn Asunder |
| Rise, ablaze, libidinous |
| Devildom voyeurs |
| Ascend to smother the light |
| Nascent aeons confer… |
| Chaos is spat |
| From the black eternal sea |
| Serrated mountains of mad shadows |
| Carving towards misdeed |
| Stormchoirs gather |
| A pestilential hiss |
| Sunset evokes Luciferian fire |
| The skies are ruptured like a knifed orifice |
| Supernal vestments hang tattered |
| Cathedrals shriek to pulpit oratory |
| Invasions scale Babel’s ivory towers |
| Poised to sodomise a world upon it’s knees |
| (Victory spent |
| Breathe deep benighted scent) |
| We are as a flame born unto the darkness |
| Desires burning in palatial glades |
| And virtues once aloof, now worming beneath us |
| Shalt see their children, pleasuring as slaves… |
| Attack! |
| Wreak atrocities on those we have despised |
| Judgements be riven, from the skies |
| Darkness empower let us master prophecy |
| Fulfilling destiny — the promised fever |
| Bedizens eyes paralysed with blasphemy |
| Written in flesh across the howling ether |
| Artemis |
| Spread the bliss of this Lupercalia |
| With stars erased, throw wide the gates |
| The infidel soon unmasks her face |
| Neath silken shroud she waxes horn |
| Sharpened to skewer dawn… |
| I am as a plague, born to the priestess |
| The secret amour of her archangelic rape |
| Jaded-eyed when my lovers, possessed |
| Screamed out their agonies, upon the stake |
| Attack! |
| Wreak atrocities on those we have despised |
| Judgements be riven, from the skies |
| Darkness empower let us master prophecy |
| Fulfilling destiny — the promised fever |
| Bedizens eyes paralysed with blasphemy |
| Written in flesh across the howling ether |
| 'The most August sorcerers of Hades |
| Darkly seized for me a throne |
| And the upraised scythe so terribly scribed |
| Vengeance in Jesuit blood on stone |
| From this ransacked celestial temple |
| I hold the prophet’s severed head unto all nations' |
| Tremble before us |
| Lords of the star-veiled red sepulchres |
| Rushing deathwards, our Tartarean fires |
| Kindle pandemonia to furnace the earth |
| 'Our voices are opened graves |
| Through which the never-dead escape' |
| From dank, abyssic dream |
| Pursuing ascendancy… |
| Stormchoirs gather |
| A pestilential hiss |
| Sunset evokes Luciferian fire |
| The skies are ruptured like a knifed orifice |
| Supernal vestments hang tattered |
| Cathedrals shriek to pulpit oratory |
| Invasions scale Babel’s ivory towers |
| Poised to sodomise a world upon it’s knees |
| The enemy has held three seasons |
| Imparadised, whilst we writhed |
| To psycho-dramas penned by aerial decree |
| Now freed to plunder… |
| Heaven torn asunder |