Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lovesick for Mina, artist - Cradle Of Filth. Album song Thornography, in the genre Date of issue: 08.10.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The All Blacks
Song language: English
Lovesick for Mina |
| One might see in Mina |
| My disease |
| But it is She who has infected me For all eternity… |
| As the sun slips the tearaway stars |
| Into the scented scheme of night |
| I kissed her mouth like a dark red rose |
| Set upon a marbled dream of white |
| So pure of thought like a Vestal statue |
| Jewelled with a God-lent grace |
| I was close to coming when She bid adieu |
| Fuelled by the heartache rent upon her face there |
| Oh Mina, obscener |
| Thoughts obsess my days |
| Oh Mina, obscener |
| Thoughts possess me That I must now obey |
| They say the darkest hour |
| Is that before the dawn |
| When nothing in one’s power |
| Can dissipate the great forlorn |
| Shadows of fire that haunt me Like risen whispers of her name |
| For dawn is a dusk |
| Wherein needs must |
| Erupt from the grave, aflame |
| Written in the dead of night |
| And riding on the burning wind |
| Smitten by her read delight |
| My words alight like leaves of sin |
| Stepping through a mirror |
| The princess of the emerald glass |
| Brought me one step nearer |
| Love’s infernal past… |
| They say Hell hath no furies |
| Like a woman scorned by life |
| When the Heavenly Judge and juries |
| Participate to chain this wife |
| With forced virtues, Her secret needs |
| Drew on my foreign blood |
| On warm wet nights, with storm-wracked bites |
| I gave her Eden after the flood |
| Written in the dead of night |
| And riding on the burning wind |
| Smitten by her read delight |
| My words alight like leaves of sin |
| Verona, Marishka, Aleera |
| Brides of old and goddesses all |
| Forgive my wishes to be always near her |
| Forever or whenever seas recall |
| This Aphrodite from my embrace |
| For as Mars (whom her lips placate) |
| I tore these shores with wars of hatred |
| Before our Paris set his fate |
| In Helen, one might find mistake |
| In winning tragedy |
| For all eternity… |
| I am still lovesick for Mina |
| I am still so lovesick for her |