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Cradle of Filth
From the Cradle to Enslave (EP)
Style: Sympho-Black. Year: 1999

MUSICA Soundcheck:
Average score: 8.2 of 10
Votes: 3

IceHeart666 (24.11.2009 12:36:03)
Score: 7.5 of 10
вэри гуд


Троценко (01.08.2008 01:33:17)
Score: 8 of 10
Как миник - весьма не плох, только целостности не хватает, а так - очень ничего. Весьма люблю их кавер на Бессоного.


V (04.06.2008 10:32:03)
Score: 9 of 10
"Начало конца". :)

с этих пор группа начинает тихонечко гнить... красиво так, медленно, но процесс похоже необратим... и это жизнь).



TRACKLIST:


1 From the Cradle to Enslave
2 Of Dark Blood and Fucking
3 Death Comes Ripping
4 Sleepless
5* Pervert's Church (From the Cradle to Deprave)
6 Funeral in Carpathia (Be Quick or Be Dead version)
7* Dawn of Eternity

* - track 7 replaces track 5 on US version of the album



LYRICA:


1. From the Cradle to Enslave (6:37)

Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?

Sickle constellations
Stud the velts that welt the sky
Whilst the Bitter winter moon
Prowls the clouds, dead, eyed
Like shifting parent flesh
Under silk matricide...

Watchful as she was upon Eden
Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept
hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
In an ancient tryst with catastrophe
Soon to be kept

Hear that hissing now on the breeze
As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden
A fres horror blows
But ten billion souls
Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees

This is the theme to a better Armageddon
Nightchords rake the heavens
Pandaemonaeon

And what use are prayers to that 'god'?
As devils bay concenus for the space to piss
On your smouldering faith
And the the mouldering face
Of this world long a paradise lost

This is the end of everything
Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring

Dance macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick activities will be freed when those lights burn black?
The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...

I see the serpentine in your eyes
The nature of the beast as revelations arrive

Our screams shall trail to Angels
For those damned in flames repay
All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day
We should have cut our losses as at Calvary
But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief
Salvation, like a promised nation
Gleamed a claim away...

This is the end of everything you have ever known
Buried like vanquished reason
Death in season
Driven like the drifting snow

Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
On our knees or another fucker's shore
Heiling new flesh
Read, then roared
To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause
What else be whipped to frenzy for?

This is the end of everything
Rear the tragedies
That the Seraphim shall sing

Old adversaries
Next of Eve
Now they're clawing back
I smell their cumming
As through webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary Death
They never left
Dreaming sodomies
To impress on human failure
When we're bled upon our knees

Tablatures of gravel law
Shall see Gehennag paved
When empires fall
And nightmares crawl
From the cradle to enslave...

This is the end of everything


2. Of Dark Blood and Fucking (6:02)

Sister midnight comes blaspheming
Screaming in the keys of faith and fear
Unentweining our spines twists me to kneeling...
Spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear

Defiled at heart
In this perfect hell
Under red leaves bleeding
Over sealed chatéau we fell
To demonocracy
Where neither Adam or Eve
Conceived of such iniquites
From pleasure or pain
Or the razor's edge in between

Thou art my seventh heaven burning
Going down as with the sun...

Writhing like a river
fluids moves a torrent
Bound to please
On denierred knees
In any wicked way
That her whims may warrant

I hang on every verb
Every dirty word
Interred
In her pornoglossa...

Christlike, whipped and weak
Painted nails driven through the meek
Yet in obituary
My dreams still weep
Of dark blood and fucking thee

Thou art my seventh heaven burning
Going down as with the day
Baring lunar curvature
Like canvas for a lick of pain

Writhing like a viper
Deep inside her Eden
Forbidden to eat
I kiss leylines to her feet
Then baithing wrath
I steal a path
Back to the fruits of her womb

Back to the crack of her tomb...

Her roseate sliver
Quivers with snuff appeal
The torque of her hips
Lip-syncs me in for the kill
Tongue-tied, tightroped and spread like disease
I drain the cup of this Miss Sire
Her waters into wine for me

Thou art my seventh angel squirming
ґNeath the forked tongue of the beast
Arching toward the fabled
Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief

Whilst the world outside
(A wood of suicide)
Would die for this release
Our slow orgasmic fuses greet...

By night and by candle
At each other's throats
In a slick drift of red
Setting godґs teeth on edge
We were as wolves preying inside the fold
Of a slaughtered lamb throw
On a four poster bed...

Succulent, Succubus

Laid without rest
In the dead of the night
Succulent. Succubus

In thy arms
And thy wetness
On glossed lips I taste
Conspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries laced
With thick unguent rum
Black-rayed suns and Autumn
Always in season for our nightfall from grace

Gorge upon my seed
Starved Persephone
Succulent. Succubus. Succour me

That I might keep
Thee with me in Hades
Succulent. Succubus. Succour me


3. Death Comes Ripping (1:57)

Turn the lights down low
And bolt the door up
Future is coming
Future rising up

Whoa

Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead

With both eyes open
I wait up for the kill
Feel the evil
Feel the heat as I blast you open

Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
And death comes ripping out

Flesh and blood
Too weak for you
Turning it over
A little too late to penetrate

Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
Death comes ripping

And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
Death comes ripping
And I know that death comes ripping out

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa


4. Sleepless (4:19)

And I often sigh
I often wonder why
I'm still here and still I cry

And I often cry
I often spill a tear
Over those not here
But still they are so near

Please ease my burden

And I still remember
A memory and I weep
In my broken sleep
The scars they cut so deep

Please ease my burden
Please ease my pain

Surely without war there would be no loss
Hence no mourning, no grief, no pain, no misery
No sleepless nights missing the dead ... Oh, no more
No more war


5. Funeral in Carpathia (Be Quick or Be Dead version) (8:08)

Candelabra snuffed prey - silhouette wedded
Nightfall take my hand
Seduce me with silky timbred limbs
Grant me thy dark command
Over the peaks framing tapestries
Of thick forest, dusk has filled
With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist
Creeping like violations from the shadows
to kill

Lucretia
is my love in vein
When thy tears bleed sweeter
Thank the midsummer rain?
Bewinged, infested belfries
Toll o'er the sobbing throng
A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes
Whipped and welted neath the barbed windsong....

(in saddean paradise
Ancestral legacies linger on....)

I am He
The crowned and conquering darkness
Satan robed in ecumenical filth
Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of sylph

This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep
And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies
I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep
Enbroided by these words Malaresia scribed....

"Beauty slept and angels wept
For Her immortal soul
In this response, all evil chose
To claim her for their very own"

Carpathia
The pleasured dead speak of her
In necromantic tongue
When ambered daylights are done

Masterbating in their graves
On her zenith to come....

This catafalque night when awed stars report
Their absence from the heavenly brow
Crippled seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts
Whilsts the cloaked maelstrom resounds throughout

"How the storm it fulfills
My heart though unhealed
Celestial knifes ebonied
And wild woods thrill
Yet far fiercer still
Her lustre eviscerates me"

Carpathia
Priapic lovers twist in concert with Her
Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates
The path towards the castle weary innocence takes

I rule as Master here
Where feral hordes impart my temper
Love sank wounded when I, betrayed
saw death etch cruelly, upon my lineage

"Usher the spite seething Draconist
And commit this world to thy ancient
sovereignty"

Erunescent veil descend
Psalmed sunset thus portends
And laid to rest, I now am blessed
With this darkness.... Forever more

Supreme Vampiric Evil
From the Cradle to Enslave (EP)



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