Dawn of Eternity Lyrics
| Song | Dawn of Eternity |
| Artist | Cradle of Filth |
| Album | The Black Goddess Rises |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:22.18] | Sister midnight comes blaspheming |
| [00:54.54] | Screaming in the keys of faith and fear |
| [01:04.91] | |
| [01:07.48] | Unentweining our spines twists me to kneeling... |
| [01:15.35] | |
| [01:16.35] | Spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear |
| [01:28.47] | Defiled at heart |
| [01:31.04] | |
| [02:03.33] | In this perfect hell |
| [02:05.40] | Under red leaves bleeding |
| [02:07.77] | Over sealed chatéau we fell |
| [02:28.27] | To demonocracy |
| [02:32.46] | Where neither Adam or Eve |
| [02:36.21] | |
| [02:39.46] | Conceived of such iniquites |
| [02:41.59] | From pleasure or pain |
| [02:43.40] | Or the razor′s edge in between |
| [02:48.40] | Thou art my seventh heaven burning |
| [02:51.59] | Going down as with the sun... |
| [03:07.27] | Writhing like a river |
| [03:11.46] | |
| [03:28.76] | fluids moves a torrent |
| [03:30.01] | Bound to please |
| [03:31.01] | On denierred knees |
| [03:31.95] | In any wicked way |
| [03:33.57] | That her whims may warrant |
| [03:35.38] | I hang on every verb |
| [03:38.07] | Every dirty word |
| [03:40.44] | Interred |
| [03:40.88] | In her pornoglossa... |
| [03:41.88] | Christlike, whipped and weak |
| [03:43.63] | Painted nails driven through the meek |
| [03:46.07] | Yet in obituary |
| [03:48.07] | My dreams still weep |
| [03:53.44] | Of dark blood and fucking thee |
| [03:55.88] | Thou art my seventh heaven burning |
| [03:59.01] | Going down as with the day |
| [04:01.88] | Baring lunar curvature |
| [04:03.26] | Like canvas for a lick of pain |
| [04:05.44] | Writhing like a viper |
| [04:06.20] | Deep inside her Eden |
| [04:10.00] | Forbidden to eat |
| [04:11.00] | I kiss leylines to her feet |
| [04:12.31] | Then baithing wrath |
| [04:13.00] | I steal a path |
| [04:13.87] | Back to the fruits of her womb |
| [04:15.62] | Back to the crack of her tomb... |
| [04:17.56] | Her roseate sliver |
| [04:18.37] | Quivers with snuff appeal |
| [04:19.43] | The torque of her hips |
| [04:20.50] | Lip-syncs me in for the kill |
| [04:21.87] | Tongue-tied, tightroped and spread like disease |
| [04:23.25] | I drain the cup of this Miss Sire |
| [04:25.12] | Her waters into wine for me |
| [04:26.50] | Thou art my seventh angel squirming |
| [04:27.93] | ′Neath the forked tongue of the beast |
| [04:29.99] | Arching toward the fabled |
| [04:30.87] | Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief |
| [04:32.50] | Whilst the world outside |
| [04:33.50] | wood of |
| [04:34.62] | Would die for this release |
| [04:35.87] | Our slow orgasmic fuses greet... |
| [04:37.12] | By night and by candle |
| [04:38.31] | At each other′s throats |
| [04:39.87] | In a slick drift of red |
| [04:41.37] | Setting god′s teeth on edge |
| [04:43.06] | We were as wolves preying inside the fold |
| [04:44.81] | Of a slaughtered lamb throw |
| [04:46.00] | On a four poster bed... |
| [04:47.12] | Succulent, Succubus |
| [04:47.56] | Laid without rest |
| [04:48.25] | In the dead of the night |
| [04:49.75] | Succulent. Succubus |
| [04:50.12] | In thy arms |
| [04:50.81] | And thy wetness |
| [04:51.55] | On glossed lips I taste |
| [04:52.87] | Conspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries laced |
| [04:53.93] | With thick unguent rum |
| [04:54.87] | Black-rayed suns and Autumn |
| [04:55.87] | Always in season for our nightfall from grace |
| [04:57.81] | Gorge upon my seed |
| [04:58.75] | Starved Persephone |
| [04:59.25] | Succulent. Succubus. Succour me |
| [05:00.25] | That I might keep |
| [05:16.10] | Thee with me in Hades |
| [05:19.91] | Succulent. Succubus. Succour me |
| [05:22.91] |
| [00:22.18] | Sister midnight comes blaspheming |
| [00:54.54] | Screaming in the keys of faith and fear |
| [01:04.91] | |
| [01:07.48] | Unentweining our spines twists me to kneeling... |
| [01:15.35] | |
| [01:16.35] | Spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear |
| [01:28.47] | Defiled at heart |
| [01:31.04] | |
| [02:03.33] | In this perfect hell |
| [02:05.40] | Under red leaves bleeding |
| [02:07.77] | Over sealed chate au we fell |
| [02:28.27] | To demonocracy |
| [02:32.46] | Where neither Adam or Eve |
| [02:36.21] | |
| [02:39.46] | Conceived of such iniquites |
| [02:41.59] | From pleasure or pain |
| [02:43.40] | Or the razor s edge in between |
| [02:48.40] | Thou art my seventh heaven burning |
| [02:51.59] | Going down as with the sun... |
| [03:07.27] | Writhing like a river |
| [03:11.46] | |
| [03:28.76] | fluids moves a torrent |
| [03:30.01] | Bound to please |
| [03:31.01] | On denierred knees |
| [03:31.95] | In any wicked way |
| [03:33.57] | That her whims may warrant |
| [03:35.38] | I hang on every verb |
| [03:38.07] | Every dirty word |
| [03:40.44] | Interred |
| [03:40.88] | In her pornoglossa... |
| [03:41.88] | Christlike, whipped and weak |
| [03:43.63] | Painted nails driven through the meek |
| [03:46.07] | Yet in obituary |
| [03:48.07] | My dreams still weep |
| [03:53.44] | Of dark blood and fucking thee |
| [03:55.88] | Thou art my seventh heaven burning |
| [03:59.01] | Going down as with the day |
| [04:01.88] | Baring lunar curvature |
| [04:03.26] | Like canvas for a lick of pain |
| [04:05.44] | Writhing like a viper |
| [04:06.20] | Deep inside her Eden |
| [04:10.00] | Forbidden to eat |
| [04:11.00] | I kiss leylines to her feet |
| [04:12.31] | Then baithing wrath |
| [04:13.00] | I steal a path |
| [04:13.87] | Back to the fruits of her womb |
| [04:15.62] | Back to the crack of her tomb... |
| [04:17.56] | Her roseate sliver |
| [04:18.37] | Quivers with snuff appeal |
| [04:19.43] | The torque of her hips |
| [04:20.50] | Lipsyncs me in for the kill |
| [04:21.87] | Tonguetied, tightroped and spread like disease |
| [04:23.25] | I drain the cup of this Miss Sire |
| [04:25.12] | Her waters into wine for me |
| [04:26.50] | Thou art my seventh angel squirming |
| [04:27.93] | Neath the forked tongue of the beast |
| [04:29.99] | Arching toward the fabled |
| [04:30.87] | Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief |
| [04:32.50] | Whilst the world outside |
| [04:33.50] | wood of |
| [04:34.62] | Would die for this release |
| [04:35.87] | Our slow orgasmic fuses greet... |
| [04:37.12] | By night and by candle |
| [04:38.31] | At each other s throats |
| [04:39.87] | In a slick drift of red |
| [04:41.37] | Setting god s teeth on edge |
| [04:43.06] | We were as wolves preying inside the fold |
| [04:44.81] | Of a slaughtered lamb throw |
| [04:46.00] | On a four poster bed... |
| [04:47.12] | Succulent, Succubus |
| [04:47.56] | Laid without rest |
| [04:48.25] | In the dead of the night |
| [04:49.75] | Succulent. Succubus |
| [04:50.12] | In thy arms |
| [04:50.81] | And thy wetness |
| [04:51.55] | On glossed lips I taste |
| [04:52.87] | Conspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries laced |
| [04:53.93] | With thick unguent rum |
| [04:54.87] | Blackrayed suns and Autumn |
| [04:55.87] | Always in season for our nightfall from grace |
| [04:57.81] | Gorge upon my seed |
| [04:58.75] | Starved Persephone |
| [04:59.25] | Succulent. Succubus. Succour me |
| [05:00.25] | That I might keep |
| [05:16.10] | Thee with me in Hades |
| [05:19.91] | Succulent. Succubus. Succour me |
| [05:22.91] |
| [00:22.18] | Sister midnight comes blaspheming |
| [00:54.54] | Screaming in the keys of faith and fear |
| [01:04.91] | |
| [01:07.48] | Unentweining our spines twists me to kneeling... |
| [01:15.35] | |
| [01:16.35] | Spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear |
| [01:28.47] | Defiled at heart |
| [01:31.04] | |
| [02:03.33] | In this perfect hell |
| [02:05.40] | Under red leaves bleeding |
| [02:07.77] | Over sealed chaté au we fell |
| [02:28.27] | To demonocracy |
| [02:32.46] | Where neither Adam or Eve |
| [02:36.21] | |
| [02:39.46] | Conceived of such iniquites |
| [02:41.59] | From pleasure or pain |
| [02:43.40] | Or the razor s edge in between |
| [02:48.40] | Thou art my seventh heaven burning |
| [02:51.59] | Going down as with the sun... |
| [03:07.27] | Writhing like a river |
| [03:11.46] | |
| [03:28.76] | fluids moves a torrent |
| [03:30.01] | Bound to please |
| [03:31.01] | On denierred knees |
| [03:31.95] | In any wicked way |
| [03:33.57] | That her whims may warrant |
| [03:35.38] | I hang on every verb |
| [03:38.07] | Every dirty word |
| [03:40.44] | Interred |
| [03:40.88] | In her pornoglossa... |
| [03:41.88] | Christlike, whipped and weak |
| [03:43.63] | Painted nails driven through the meek |
| [03:46.07] | Yet in obituary |
| [03:48.07] | My dreams still weep |
| [03:53.44] | Of dark blood and fucking thee |
| [03:55.88] | Thou art my seventh heaven burning |
| [03:59.01] | Going down as with the day |
| [04:01.88] | Baring lunar curvature |
| [04:03.26] | Like canvas for a lick of pain |
| [04:05.44] | Writhing like a viper |
| [04:06.20] | Deep inside her Eden |
| [04:10.00] | Forbidden to eat |
| [04:11.00] | I kiss leylines to her feet |
| [04:12.31] | Then baithing wrath |
| [04:13.00] | I steal a path |
| [04:13.87] | Back to the fruits of her womb |
| [04:15.62] | Back to the crack of her tomb... |
| [04:17.56] | Her roseate sliver |
| [04:18.37] | Quivers with snuff appeal |
| [04:19.43] | The torque of her hips |
| [04:20.50] | Lipsyncs me in for the kill |
| [04:21.87] | Tonguetied, tightroped and spread like disease |
| [04:23.25] | I drain the cup of this Miss Sire |
| [04:25.12] | Her waters into wine for me |
| [04:26.50] | Thou art my seventh angel squirming |
| [04:27.93] | Neath the forked tongue of the beast |
| [04:29.99] | Arching toward the fabled |
| [04:30.87] | Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief |
| [04:32.50] | Whilst the world outside |
| [04:33.50] | wood of |
| [04:34.62] | Would die for this release |
| [04:35.87] | Our slow orgasmic fuses greet... |
| [04:37.12] | By night and by candle |
| [04:38.31] | At each other s throats |
| [04:39.87] | In a slick drift of red |
| [04:41.37] | Setting god s teeth on edge |
| [04:43.06] | We were as wolves preying inside the fold |
| [04:44.81] | Of a slaughtered lamb throw |
| [04:46.00] | On a four poster bed... |
| [04:47.12] | Succulent, Succubus |
| [04:47.56] | Laid without rest |
| [04:48.25] | In the dead of the night |
| [04:49.75] | Succulent. Succubus |
| [04:50.12] | In thy arms |
| [04:50.81] | And thy wetness |
| [04:51.55] | On glossed lips I taste |
| [04:52.87] | Conspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries laced |
| [04:53.93] | With thick unguent rum |
| [04:54.87] | Blackrayed suns and Autumn |
| [04:55.87] | Always in season for our nightfall from grace |
| [04:57.81] | Gorge upon my seed |
| [04:58.75] | Starved Persephone |
| [04:59.25] | Succulent. Succubus. Succour me |
| [05:00.25] | That I might keep |
| [05:16.10] | Thee with me in Hades |
| [05:19.91] | Succulent. Succubus. Succour me |
| [05:22.91] |
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