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  • 标题:Deflowering the maidenhead, displeasuring the goddess

    艺人:Cradle of filth

    专辑:Hammer of the witches

    节拍: ♩ = 155

    标记:solo1solo2
    歌词:
    Cracked mirrors scatter reflection
    Beauty falls from her state of perfection
    Good Grace has fled this dream
    While the cat's away the rats will ravage

    Despotic, necrotic fingers
    Have lingered with rape's affection
    Hoods face this global scene
    As they stoop to prey nature grows more savage

    She shudders at our foetal, fatal touch
    Heavenly her body reft and left amongst the dead
    Once grateful seeds in her natal hutch
    Our species breeds, deflowering the maidenhead

    Religions caw epistles
    Twisted laws extend their thistles
    A crown to justify
    Our place atop this hellbound carriage

    This judgment has come from on high
    Deforesters pray to the amplified sky
    Stripped of her gowns, temples ripped down
    Her curses hearse now
    This judgment has come from on high
    Look to her spears with true fear in your eyes

    Summoning the coven, The Four Horsemen, Eschaton
    She, the sumptuous Earth deep scars were forced upon
    Queen Catastrophia seer renewal grew to see
    Humanity in ruins sped to death on rotten knees

    We freed the flames that came to haunt her
    The greed that tore her elvish bodice
    She was the storm that warmed to slaughter
    Our selfish needs displeasuring the Goddess

    Plastering disasters, faster pandemics appear
    Anthropocentric pockets, last plagues are spreading near
    Grand levelling with seven tongues acerbic, whore-astride
    As the oceans swell in venom at our slick black ecocide

    This judgment has come from on high
    Poisoners choke on the smoke-ridden sty
    Forewarnings ignored, faith in a Lord
    Life's blessings uncared for
    This judgment has come from on high
    Suffer this kiss as she whispers goodbye

    Goodbye

    What have we done?
    And what have we become
    In this distance from our Mother
    From the gates of late Eden?

    Blinded, undone
    Glowering into the sun
    A world of mass congestion smothered
    In the waste of late Eden

    And what of her?
    Gaia, Cybele
    Where is jewelled Ishtar
    That shone forth like the stars?

    Now maniacal
    Now maniacal she moves against us all
    To destroy, recreate anew
    To dance amok amidst annihilation

    Extinction greets foul creatures left
    Deflowering the maidenhead
    Displeasuring the Goddess
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