Cradle of Filthis a famous English metalband, combining elements of symphonic, gothic, heavy, and black metal, and whose music and imagery combine a violent, sexually-charged atmosphere, with dark, yet often playful lyrics, helped along by Dani Filth's love for (and talent with) puns and wordplay. They started out in 1991 as a sympho black metal project but soon changed their tune. In 1994, Cradle of Filth was signed to the record label 'Cacophonus', on which they released their first album 'The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh'. Cacophanous also Pressed the Vempire EP in 1996. After this the band were signed to Music For Nations, Where they produced three of their most prominent full length CDs to date; "Dusk and Her Embrace", "Cruelty and the Beast", and "Midian".
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Dusk & Her Embrace Lyrics
Cradle Of Filth
Rise, ablaze, libidinous
Devildom voyeurs
Ascend to smother the light
Nascent aeons confer....
Chaos is spat
From the black eternal sea
Serrated mountains of mad shadows
Carving towards misdeed
Stormchoirs gather
A pestilential hiss
Sunset evokes luciferian fire
The skies are ruptured like a knifed orifice
Supernal vestments hang tattered
Cathedrals shriek to pulpit oratory
Invasions scale babels ivory towers
Poised to sodomise a world upon its knees
(victory spent
Breathe deep benighted scent)
We are as a flame born unto the darkness
Desires burning in palatial glades
And virtues once aloof, now worming beneath us
Shalt see their children, pleasuring as slaves....
Attack!
Wreak atrocities on those we have despised
Judgements be riven, from the skies
Darkness empower let us master prophecy
Fulfilling destiny - the promised fever
Bedizens eyes paralysed with blasphemy
Written in flesh across the howling ether
Artemis
Spread the bliss of this lupercalia
With stars erased, throw wide the gates
The infidel soon unmasks her face
Neath silken shroud she waxes horn
Sharpened to skewer dawn....
I am as a plague, born to the priestess
The secret amour of her archangelic rape
Jaded-eyed when my lovers, possessed
Screamed out their agonies, upon the stake
the most august sorcerers of hades
Darkly seized for me a throne
And the upraised scythe so terribly scribed
Vengeance in jesuit blood on stone
From this ransacked celestial temple
I hold the prophets severed head unto all nations
Tremble before us
Lords of the star-veiled red sepulchres
Rushing deathwards, our tartarean fires
Kindle pandemonia to furnace the earth
our voices are opened graves
Through which the never-dead escape
From dank, abyssic dream
Pursuing ascendancy....
The enemy has held three seasons
Imparadised, whilst we writhed
To psycho-dramas penned by aerial decree
Now freed to plunder....
Heaven torn asunder