From the Cradle to Enslave
Cradle of Filth
From the Cradle to Enslave [EP] (1999)

Two thousand fattened years like maniacsHave despoiled our common graveNow what necrophagous Second Coming backsFrom the cradle to enslave? Sickle constellations Stud the velts that welt the skyWhilst the Bitter winter moonProwls the clouds, dead,eyedLike shifting parent fleshUnder silk matricide... Watchful as she was upon EdenWhere every rose arbour and orchard she swepthid the hissing of a serpent LibidoIn an ancient tryst with catastropheSoon to be kept Hear that hissing now on the breezeAs through the plundered groves of the carnal gardenA fres horror blowsBut ten billion soulsAre blind to see the rotting wood for the trees This is the theme to a better ArmageddonNightchords rake the heavensPandaemonaeon And what use are prayers to that ´god´?As devils bay concenus for the space to pissOn your smouldering faithAnd the the mouldering faceOf this world long a paradise lost This is the end of everythingHear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring Dance macabre ´neath the tilt of the zodiacNow brighter stars shall reflect on our fateWhat 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 eyesThe nature of the beast as revelations arrive Our screams shall trail to AngelsFor those damned in flames repayAll sinners lose their lot on Judgement DayWe should have cut our losses as at CalvaryBut our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain beliefSalvation, like a promised nationGleamed a claim away... This is the end of everything you have ever knownBuried like vanquished reasonDeath in seasonDriven like the drifting snow Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising warOn our knees or another fucker´s shoreHeiling new fleshRead, then roaredTo a crooked cross and a Holy CauseWhat else be whipped to frenzy for? This is the end of everythingRear the tragediesThat the Seraphim shall sing Old adversariesNext of EveNow they´re clawing backI smell their cummingAs through webbed panes of meatLed by hoary DeathThey never leftDreaming sodomiesTo impress on human failureWhen we´ve bled upon our knees Tablatures of gravel lawShall see Gehennag pavedWhen empires fallAnd nightmares crawlFrom the cradle to enslave... This is the end of everything