Cradle Of Filth - The Promise of Fever

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In the beginning

Rimmed with wind and storm

A great black wrath of infinite math

Spat snarling into form

And there was heaven

Lit up with precious stones

Each one could fall but for the rule

Of faith and love and stronger thrones

And therein rose vast wonders

Affections to be seen

Fathered from the plundered

Reflections of a dream

Fogging into nightmare

For him whose place was set

With wayward stars that absent, marred

All creation with their theft

In the beginning

Bewinged and ringed with dawn

This favoured avatar, enthralled

Swansongs from those that thronged this shore

With gabriel and michael

He shone with fierce intent

For loyalty, their joy to see

Him spur the hymns to heaven (sent)

For sculptured lips of seraphim

Whom fate then cruelly rent

(with sleight fingered strains of harmony)

Each note to grim portent

As grinning nimbus gathered

Over spires arabesque

For him that blazed with holy praise

That for a jealous God was meant

Shining feriluce

Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits

Basked in glory, flew

To lakes in sacred altitudes

Sweet haunting music swathed the breeze

With curling tongues that lapped the lead

As through thick mountain mist (with thoughts adrift)

Until at last, past grasping trees

He paused to draught forbidden streams

That whispered siren promises

To drown his thirst (for sports amiss)

These waters held secrets

Like raped russian dolls

Wherein evil and good

Tore his soul for control

And drunk with the verse of desires first words

The weight of the universe

Slunk in rehearsed

Horror in numbers too great to discern

The rotting of worlds to the conqueror worm

And love a rare orchid so fragile in bloom

Espied gasping breath under dark sheeted moons

Shining feriluce

Reflected in jaded mirror

Climbing from the noose

Of time in divine servitude

And thus a strange new melody

Of will and wanton fantasies

Whetted by the veiled, seen

Danced from his ashen lips

In red dawn scores, the silver scream

Of truth and her deleted scenes

Was taken up as far, it seemed

As God his words eclipsed

(those waters hid visions

Like butchers in war

Perverting the course

Of lifes blood evermore...)

In the beginning

Skinned well with gibbous tones

Of countenance and ignorance

In equal measures sewn

A marbled arc of angels

Sworn to the morningstar

Shared his pride and deep inside

Felt chill shadows sweep their cards

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