Cradle of Filth "Thank God For The Suffering" testo

Thank God For The Suffering

I,I still recall the first fullmoon of May'Neath whose rays we lay togetherAnd those bright nifght on glassy wavesWhen we would glide lightly awayFrom the grainFor wicked flights of pleasure

Those visions fadeLike ghosts to life's paradeThough incisions once made her so vividA scarlet whoreWith both heels in the doorOf a heaven severed from me,insipid

And mist the writhe of parapetsWhere angels sigh,lonely she sitsUpon the lipOnly a slip from whence I beg her

That I would wishHer kiss a chrysalisTo break to make my fluttered heart amissAnd in those frozen moments wonFrom grief that creeps to writhe the sunIn drapes inwove with deathshead wingI thank God for the suffering

Love would have conquered allBut for the RaptureThat ancient plan for my defeatDenied Faith skies that would have set her freeIt seems again dreams wend to capture

Once dancing in a spotlight waltzThrough a shadowed dimensionGiven to the rivers that bedizened her eyesThe world drifted by in a lost momentum

With no divine intervention

Regardless that the authorOf sin was me and ILay chaste on hate in faith's embraceAs mortals warred with more besides

They warred with life itself

And in those frozen moments wonFrom grief that creeps to writhe the sunIn drapes inwove in deathshead wingI thank God for the suffering

And I thank God for the sufferingAs still I burnFor her returnI would make my peace with everything

I,I still recall,the first fullmoon of MayConsigned to flames like secret lettersAnd mist the writhe of parapetsWhere angels sigh,lonely she sitsUpon the lipOnly a slip from whence I beg her

That I would wishHer kiss a chrysalisTo break to make my fluttered heart amissAnd in those frozen moments wonFrom grief that creeps to writhe the sunIn drapes inwove with deathshead wingI thank God for the suffering

Love would have conquered allWe are not partedHer splintered loss rekindles rageThe winter frost dwindles across my stageLit up once more to score finales started

Love would have conquered allLove would have conquered...Hate

From grief that creeps to writhe the sunIn drapes inwove with deathshead wingI thank God for the suffering

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