Lyric Heaven Torn Asunder - Cradle Of Filth

Lyric Song Heaven Torn Asunder: Riseablazelibidinous
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 Babel s ivory towers
Poised to sodomise a world upon it s knees

Victory spent
Breathe deep benighted scent

We are as a flame born unto the darkness
Desires burning in palatial glades
And virtues once aloofnow worming beneath us
Shalt see their childrenpleasuring as slaves

Attack!

Wreak atrocities on those we have despised
Judgements be rivenfrom 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 erasedthrow wide the gates
The infidel soon unmasks her face
Neath silken shroud she waxes horn
Sharpened to skewer dawn

I am as a plagueborn to the priestess
The secret amour of her archangelic rape
Jaded eyed when my loverspossessed
Screamed out their agoniesupon the stake

Wreak atrocities on those we have despised
Judgements be rivenfrom 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

yquot;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 prophet s severed head unto all nationsyquot;

Tremble before us
Lords of the star veiled red sepulchres
Rushing deathwardsour Tartarean fires
Kindle pandemonia to furnace the earth

yquot;Our voices are opened graves
Through which the never dead escapeyquot;

From dankabyssic dream
Pursuing ascendancy

The enemy has held three seasons
Imparadisedwhilst we writhed
To psycho dramas penned by aerial decree
Now freed to plunder
Heaven torn asunder