Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Suicide And Other Comforts , by - Cradle Of Filth. Release date: 06.06.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Suicide And Other Comforts |
| I pace, alone |
| In a place for the dead |
| Overcome by woe |
| And here, I’ve grown |
| So fond of dread |
| That I swear it’s heaven |
| Oh sweet Mary |
| Dressed in gray |
| Roll back the stone |
| With these words scrawled in a severed hand |
| Tears fall like shards of glass that bend |
| In rivers, like sinners |
| Swept with me to join the damned |
| A darkened sky |
| The day that laughter died |
| Fell swiftly into night |
| And stayed within Her sight |
| Staring at the knife |
| Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice |
| My life, to have Her with me |
| So farewell to distant thunder |
| Those inept stars I’ve worshipped under |
| Fall farther, their Father |
| Lies in wait in flames below |
| Whilst my love, a blood red flower |
| Calls to me from verdant bowers |
| Graveside, I cry |
| Please save me from this Hell I know |
| A darkened sky |
| The day that laughter died |
| Fell swiftly into night |
| And stayed within Her sight |
| Staring at the knife |
| Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice |
| My life, to have Her with me |
| An eye for an eye as espied in the bible |
| My faith is lost to the burning of idols |
| One less cross to press upon the survival |
| Of this lorded agony |
| And I, (much as I have tried |
| To bury Her from mind |
| Fate’s tourniquet was tied, when She died…) |
| Still sense Her presence so divine |
| Lithe arms about my throat |
| Like pining swans entwined |
| Footfalls at nightfall close to mine |
| Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release |
| I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars |
| See Her face in every natural feature |
| Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever… |
| With glee deceiving me |
| Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release |
| I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her |
| Sirensong to sing along, no finer |
| Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor |
| Strike a chord with misery |
| No light nor reef |
| No unsinkable of romance keeps me |
| Safely from the stormy seas |
| Now drowning, resounding |
| Death-knells pound my dreams |
| Unthinkable to dredge through this |
| Listless and lonely winter freeze |
| A darkened sky |
| This day hereafter dies |
| Falls swiftly into night |
| And stays within my sight |
| Staring at the knife |
| Oh God, what ease it was to sacrifice |
| My life, to have Her with me |
| No more a victim of crusade |
| Where souls are strung from moral palisades |
| I slit my wrist and quickly slip away… |
| I journey now on jewelled sands |
| Beneath a moon to Summerlands |
| To grace Her lips with contraband |
| The blaze once in my veins |