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    Cradle Of Filth-Honey And Sulphur avec les paroles(lyrics)

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    la dernière vidéo de cradle a savourer :p

    enjoy!!!!

    je viens de rajouter les paroles

    Preclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum

    All Saint day, the taint of rain
    Blood and mud and thunder all the same
    To those who closer their ranks to Gilles men

    Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille
    Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the
    countryside
    Little angels out to pasture once again

    Torture garden rules of thumb apply
    To sacred flesh and the naked eye
    Golgothic this erotica
    Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur

    So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
    The superstitious grew
    Wise to the wolves that surprised their children
    Gagged in sacks and dragged back to

    Tiffauges,
    Its roads now home to a beautiful stranger
    Lifting her veil
    Spinning her lies
    Tender eyes, never-ending danger

    It grows
    A rose that chose death for its bedmuck
    Prickles in wait
    Thanking her spies
    Tricling thighs her only hiccup

    And though she walks the forest trails
    Shes far from innocent or frail
    She leads them down the path where darkness dwells

    That night is rife with celebration
    The tower sings
    Where so much foul illumination
    Strikes a lighthouse for the things
    That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram
    Mid sour dreams
    A beauty pageant for the gathering damned
    Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams

    Preclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum

    Torture garden rules of thumb apply
    To sacred flesh and the naked eye
    Golgothic this erotica
    Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur

    So black was the magick in this tragical kingdom
    In this castle of loup-garou
    When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on
    A parcel of victims now tied to

    Tiffauges
    Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic
    Cherubim forced
    Naked and blind
    A holocauts mind designed their exit

    A libertine so grim
    Sometimes tore them limb from limb
    Slitting their throats
    Pissing on graves
    Jesus saves but the devil made him

    Preclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum