Cradle Of Filth

Welcome with a stench of misadventure,
Libertines and sibling things a grim
Slither forth through the gateway’s hissing denture
The moon, one up on the chateau battlements
Gilds this torchlit drive to Shangri-la
The solstice calls like the piper to rodentia
Come join this hive of masquerades
This eve is pure and pagan
Its teeth are in the past
Dark royalties of ancient caste
Feast in splendour
For your vulgar delectation
Decreed, that hunger shall be sated by the dawn
In marble ballrooms of delight
The erotic and the wicked dance alike
Virgin cunts aquiver at this foreplay for the spiteful
The cellar smelt abrim with cracked wine and racked women
Are spiced for even Marquis appetites
Screams an aphrodisiac for the blackest ever nightfall
Lords heed the call
Vast boudoirs here are mastered by the minatory
Walls plastered with the base relief of baser glories
Ma cherie Debauchery deflower of my life, untie their bonds