Cradle Of Filth - The Night At Catafalque Manor lyrics

Lighting forked like a bifurcate tongue Flickers on this wicked little pandemonium Theatrical the courted orchestra ripples The tumult of the skies is alive and highly verbal It plays for ma** destruction Frightening the sight of darksome banners on the wind Tumulus the cumulus is drub of us begins A glavanting army of tsunami-like decrees Trees are edging backwards I am lost to reverie I was contemplating the fate to undress Tonight is the night for the hands of doom to caress This eve is enwreathed with sensation My carriage appears like a fright through the storm A bell from a distante church tolling forlorn Thrash our a tortuous path until dawn Oh, the viciousness of this parade The heavens has lit so exquisite a stage I sense the stars up in arms Their mercurial charms Incensed by the liveried curtain And hence my journey pockmarked By the Stygian dark Is intense and delivered uncertain This eve is in league with clation As a gatehouse awaits in a shadowy ice The foul tempest howls and then suddenly Falls as silent as skulls set in lost ossuaries Pa**ed under the shrouded arches The moon spills twixt clouded branches Fixed aslant the hill To the foot of the catafalque manor Silvered thus, it extends a glamour Like Cinderella bared to dare enamor My inner gothic thrilled Exotic guests, coalesced embark (Espied through windows on the park) To arrest my villainous heart For it is amiss yet yearning still… I pervade the ball And glide amidst rich animals So beautiful their prideful litters Underneath chandeliers that glitters Sanguine delights In bright Victoriana A nirvana life bedights In light of this I commend the Host for his regalities A toast I thus engender But now in a forest of gla**es raised And gazes held I spy a face whose spell One would race through blazing hell for I must confess I came here for the game For the scent of d**h But never did I foresee heaven torn asunder By a seraph who would steal its thunder My ardor awakend is taken by force I ask for a dance a chance for discourse She bats me a glance and love strikes like a scorpions… We play for ma** corruption She waits contemplating her fate to address Tonight is the night for the hands of doom to caress This eve is besieged by temptations The flames in her eyes catch this mud bu*terflies They burst into blossoms well-versed to imply This girl, non pareil is a nymph in disguise Oh the viciousness of this parade The heavens have lit so exquisite a stage We pa** through the throng Heedless and headlong Possessed by the gathering maelstrom By her talents impressed And the swell of her breast Obsessed I am halfway to hell gone This eve is enwreathed in sensation As the tempest renews in the turbulent heights We fake our excuses soon to take flight Forever to wake and remember this night The night at catafalque manor