[00:01.14]Cradle of filth-Absinthe With Faust
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[00:51.81]Pour the emerald wine
[00:54.14]Into crystal glasses
[00:58.09]We will touch the divine
[01:00.42]Through kissed catharsis
[01:02.66]
[01:02.82]Let us pitch to the seven-year itch
[01:05.20]Of the ultra-decadent
[01:08.25]To a tainted world and the painted girls
[01:11.23]That our fantasies spent
[01:13.78]
[01:15.06]Tripping through boudoirs laced with opiate themes
[01:17.98]Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams
[01:20.92]A toast to those most sacrilegious of days
[01:23.92]Where for every whim won
[01:26.15]One soon repays
[01:31.03]
[01:32.38]We touched the stars
[01:34.72]That now laugh from afar
[01:37.90]At we, the damned
[01:42.54]The damned
[01:45.54]The damned
[01:48.71]The damned
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[01:54.28]We have spent our time
[01:56.47]Drenched in opulent splendour
[02:00.38]But when midnight chimes
[02:02.73]Will gilded souls surrender?
[02:04.80]
[02:05.16]Let us drink on the giddying brink
[02:07.44]Of pools of excrement
[02:10.55]All manner of shit for the glamour and glitz
[02:13.24]Mephistopheles lent
[02:16.24]
[02:16.92]I remember the night as if it were engraved
[02:20.26]A bright marble bridge stretched across dark waves
[02:23.04]To the shore from the moon and by Her grace
[02:26.40]Came that erudite stranger
[02:28.65]That ****er
[02:30.20]
[02:34.08]He was a predator, creditor cold
[02:40.22]Our blood was young on the yellowing scroll
[02:46.17]And all that glittered was not gold
[02:49.11]But we wanted everything
[02:52.45]And for it all lost our souls
[03:05.63]
[03:07.08]Come my friend, to fate let's raise
[03:09.83]Two finger shots at this our last soiree
[03:14.60]For tomorrow I fear
[03:16.67]Swoops all too deadly near
[03:24.84]This precipitous weir to Hell's high gate
[03:32.69]
[03:37.01]We touched the stars
[03:39.48]That now laugh from afar
[03:42.56]At we, the damned
[03:47.19]The damned
[03:50.12]The damned
[03:53.31]The damned
[03:56.87]
[04:26.26]He was a predator, creditor cold
[04:32.37]Our blood was young on the yellowing scroll
[04:38.50]And all that glittered was not gold
[04:41.59]But we wanted everything
[04:44.78]And for it all lost our souls
[04:52.96]Our souls