[00:00.00] 作词 : Cradle Of Faith, Dani
[00:06.43]Mirror, mirror on the wall
[00:08.43]Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all?
[00:10.99]For if I shall see thy will be done
[00:13.56]Grant me the Witchcraft of thy tongue
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[01:42.36]Three moondials froze in the shadow of six
[01:44.48]As another soul passed to the grasping styx
[01:46.92]Clutching their trinket crucifix
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[01:51.42]Bats blew from eaves in a dissonant surge
[01:53.92]Omens of corruption from within the church
[01:56.61]A fetid, dank oasis still clung to fool rebirth
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[02:01.36]Alone as a stone cold altar
[02:03.61]The castle and its keep
[02:06.24]Like faerytale dominion rose
[02:08.61]A widow to the snow peaks
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[02:10.49]Wherein reclined the Countess
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[02:13.48]Limbs purring from the kill
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[02:16.60]Bathed in virgin white and like the night
[02:19.29]Alive and young and unfulfilled
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[02:26.64]Was it the cry of a wolf
[02:28.89]That broke the silver thread of enchanted thoughts?
[02:33.51]Of Her life as a mere reflection
[02:36.45]As the moon's in narrow windows caught
[02:38.13]That opened like dark eyelids on
[02:39.51]The sigh of the woods that the wind fell upon
[02:43.95]Like a Siren weaving song
[02:45.82]
[02:46.45]From the lilt of choirs choking
[02:49.32]Where the vengeful dead
[02:51.57]Belong...
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[03:01.32]To the Sorceress and her charnel arts
[03:04.20]She swept from ebon towers at the hour of Mars
[03:06.88]'Neath a star-inwoven sky latticed by scars
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[03:11.32]To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair
[03:15.60]Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary there
[03:17.37]In netherglades tethered where onyx idols stared
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[03:25.93]Was it the kiss of the mist
[03:27.93]That peopled the air with the prowess of absinthe?
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[03:31.06]Lost souls begging resurrection
[03:33.43]From Gods upon their forest plinths
[03:35.49]
[03:36.24]Whose epitaphs read of re-ascending to win
[03:38.93]Remission from despair through a holocaust of sin
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[03:58.06]In a tongue hilted in invective rectums
[04:00.68]Over signs and seals the sorceress prayed
[04:03.43]To Death, to rend the slender veil
[04:08.06]That Ancient Ones might rise again
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[04:15.50]As shadows swelled
[04:40.31]The Countess fell
[04:42.06]To masturbating with her dagger
[04:43.43]As the Witch gabbled spells
[04:44.62]Cumming heavy roses all the way to Hell
[04:48.24]As sudden thunder's grue harangue
[04:50.12]Announced two pincered worlds
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[04:52.68]Exuding bane, something came
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[04:56.18]With the stench of necrophiled graves
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[04:59.99]To these clandestines
[05:01.49]Who shrank from glimpsing horror
[05:03.93]That the growls of mating ghouls inclined
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[05:17.78]Resplendent
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[05:19.84]In pendants
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[05:22.22]Natal trophies torn from bellies of desanctified nuns
[05:24.97]A demons, bewinged, bedight
[05:27.28]In scum, prowled their circle seeking entry to run
[05:29.78]An arctic tongue upon her vulva
[05:32.16]Where rubies smeared to alabaster thighs
[05:35.10]Glittered like a contract in the purse of a whore
[05:37.91]Receiving sole communion from the body of Christ
[05:41.53]If blood is what thou carves, foul fiend
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[05:45.10]I will yield this witch to thee
[05:48.03]If thou wouldst draw a veil for me
[05:50.78]O'er lengthening scars of age and grief
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[05:53.78]As the Demon slavered foetid vows
[05:56.28]And bore his prey away
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[05:59.84]In talons itching to perpetrate
[06:02.28]The nausea of eternal rape
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[06:05.28]The Sorceress screaming in his grasp
[06:07.97]Spat a final curse to stain
[06:11.34]The Countess with the promise
[06:13.97]That her Lord at war would be cruelly slain
[06:16.97]And she would rot alone
[06:21.09]Insane
[06:21.28]On the twisted nails of faith
[06:25.41]On the twisted nails of faith
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[06:32.66]On the twisted nails of faith
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