Cradle Of Filth

Lead to the river midsummer i waved a
"V" of black swans on with hope to the grave
all through red September
with skies fire paved
I begged you appear
like a thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul
untold was the pain
i faced when you left me
a rose in the rain
so i swore to the razor
that never enchained
would your dark nails of faith
be pushed through my veins again
Bared on your tomb
im a prayer for your lonliness
and would you ever soon come ubove unto me
for once upon time from the bind of your holiness
i could always find the right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep in the incision
in my heart that bareless prison
discolours all with tunnel vision
sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition this lust this vampyric addiction
to her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine nymphetamine
my nymphetamine girl
Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey