Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Of Mist And Midnight Skies, artist - Cradle Of Filth.
Date of issue: 31.07.2008
Song language: English
Of Mist And Midnight Skies |
We, the nocturnal few |
Bound by other laws |
To the service of the enemies of God |
Are silent and hidden |
Yet our exquisite fire burns on |
Poised to engulf… |
Tie a man to his God |
He may not walk for fear |
Of falling foul to temptation |
Where once faith stood her ground |
Renounce the guilt, ignite the flame |
Cast the fetid virgin back from where she came |
Drink deep of the promise in my eyes… |
Of mist and midnight skies |
I drown in fathomless dreams |
And in the reeking mire of virtue scream |
I yearn to sell my very soul |
(And you shall |
For none so dark & sinister |
Will arise to embrace the Arts) |
Do what thou wilt |
Until the stones in my heart stand still |
Regardless of the cost to your repugnant God |
The last May frost may blight the crops |
And will never be ascribed to be heavenly dog |
Or nature, but infernal tasks… |
By your cursings and imprecations |
You wrong both man & beast |
By whatever whim you serve |
Of the Devil your leige |
Tie belief to the trinity |
And seven ways will be wrought to condemn thee |
Conspiring to cull the pagan ways |
Twist back their lies, personify their needs |
The war begins by Satanic decree |
If evil we be, we will our lives… |
To mist and midnight skies |
(I will avenge the deaths of a thousand burning children) |
Be bound to a covenant with us in our hellish league |
And bring the host of the nazarene to their knees |
Breath the life of an entity never-born |
Darkness now descend in raven form |
The words, the burning rasp, vibrate the cosmic thread |
Arcturus is risen Queen, hold forth the severed head to me |
I pour my lovelorn kisses at your feet |
Raper of all my worldly enemies |
Lycanthropy, please poison me |
Send acausal instincts crawling through my brain |
Take me mistress, until perversion is fed |
Dark Magick pleasures weaved under the jewelled moon-head |
The cross-stick will fade when the usurper hangs |
For now we congregate where once my angel sang |
That night they came and took her away from me |
I lost the woman I loved and I learned how to curse |
And to spit in the face of their… |
Jesus fucking christ |
We will ride again |
We will ride again |
In the midnight skies |
In the midnight |