Of Dark Blood and Fucking
Cradle of Filth
From the Cradle to Enslave [EP] (1999)

Sister midnight comes blasphemingScreaming in the keys of faith and fearUnentweining our spines twists me to kneeling...Spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear Defiled at heartIn this perfect hellUnder red leaves bleedingOver sealed chatéau we fellTo demonocracyWhere neither Adam or EveConceived of such iniquitesFrom pleasure or painOr the razor´s edge in between Thou art my seventh heaven burningGoing down as with the sun... Writhing like a riverfluids moves a torrentBound to pleaseOn denierred kneesIn any wicked wayThat her whims may warrant I hang on every verbEvery dirty wordInterredIn her pornoglossa... Christlike, whipped and weakPainted nails driven through the meekYet in obituaryMy dreams still weepOf dark blood and fucking thee Thou art my seventh heaven burningGoing down as with the dayBaring lunar curvatureLike canvas for a lick of pain Writhing like a viperDeep inside her EdenForbidden to eatI kiss leylines to her feetThen baithing wrathI steal a pathBack to the fruits of her womb Back to the crack of her tomb... Her roseate sliverQuivers with snuff appealThe torque of her hipsLip-syncs me in for the killTongue-tied, tightroped and spread like diseaseI drain the cup of this Miss SireHer waters into wine for me Thou art my seventh angel squirming´Neath the forked tongue of the beastArching toward the fabledLike a sculptured nymph seeking base relief Whilst the world outside(A wood of suicide)Would die for this releaseOur slow orgasmic fuses greet... By night and by candleAt each other´s throatsIn a slick drift of redSetting god´s teeth on edgeWe were as wolves preying inside the foldOf a slaughtered lamb throwOn a four poster bed... Succulent, Succubus Laid without restIn the dead of the nightSucculent. Succubus In thy armsAnd thy wetnessOn glossed lips I tasteConspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries lacedWith thick unguent rumBlack-rayed suns and AutumnAlways in season for our nightfall from grace Gorge upon my seedStarved PersephoneSucculent. Succubus. Succour me That I might keepThee with me in HadesSucculent. Succubus. Succour me