Текст (слова) песни: Cradle of Filth - Thank God for The Suffering

I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may

neath whose rays we lay together

And those bright nights on glassy waves

When we would glide lightly away

From the grain

For wicked flights of pleasure

Those visions fade

Like ghosts to lifes parade

Though incisions once made her so vivid

A scarlet whore

With both heels in the door

Of a heaven severed from me, insipid

And midst the writhe of parapets

Where angels sigh, lonely she sits

Upon the lip

Only a slip from whence I beg her

That I would wish

Her kiss a chrysalis

To break to make my fluttered heart amiss

And in those frozen moments won

From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun

In drapes inwove with deathshead wing

I thank God for the suffering

Love would have conquered all

But for the rapture

That ancient plan for my defeat

Denied faith skies that would have set her free

It seems again dreams wend to capture

Once dancing in a spotlit waltz

Through shadowed dimension

Given to the rivers that bedizened her eyes

The world drifted by in lost momentum

With no divine intervention

Regardless that the author

Of sin was me and i

Lay chaste of hate in faiths embrace

As mortals warred with more besides

They warred with life itself

And in those frozen moments won

From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun

In drapes inwove with deathshead wing

I thank God for the suffering

And I thank God for the suffering

As still I burn

For her return

I would make my peace with everything

I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may

Consigned to flames like secret letters

And midst the writhe of parapets

Where angels sigh, lonely she sits

Upon the lip

Only a slip from whence I beg her

That I would wish

Her kiss a chrysalis

To break to make my fluttered heart amiss

And in those frozen moments won

From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun

In drapes inwove with deathshead wing

I thank God for the suffering

Love would have conquered all

Were we not parted

Her splintered loss rekindles rage

The winter frost dwindles across my stage

Lit up once more to score finales started

Love would have conquered all

Love would have conquered...

Hate

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cradle of Filth - Thank God for The Suffering I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may neath whose rays we lay together And those bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain For wicked flights of pleasure Those visions fade Like ghosts to lifes parade Though incisions once made her so vivid A scarlet whore With both heels in the door Of a heaven severed from me, insipid And midst the writhe of parapets Where angels sigh, lonely she sits Upon the lip Only a slip from whence I beg her That I would wish Her kiss a chrysalis To break to make my fluttered heart amiss And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering Love would have conquered all But for the rapture That ancient plan for my defeat Denied faith skies that would have set her free It seems again dreams wend to capture Once dancing in a spotlit waltz Through shadowed dimension Given to the rivers that bedizened her eyes The world drifted by in lost momentum With no divine intervention Regardless that the author Of sin was me and i Lay chaste of hate in faiths embrace As mortals warred with more besides They warred with life itself And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering And I thank God for the suffering As still I burn For her return I would make my peace with everything I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may Consigned to flames like secret letters And midst the writhe of parapets Where angels sigh, lonely she sits Upon the lip Only a slip from whence I beg her That I would wish Her kiss a chrysalis To break to make my fluttered heart amiss And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering Love would have conquered all Were we not parted Her splintered loss rekindles rage The winter frost dwindles across my stage Lit up once more to score finales started Love would have conquered all Love would have conquered... Hate Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Thank God for The Suffering: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/1151.html Все тексты песен: Cradle of Filth » Cradle of Filth - A gothic romance (red roses for the devil`s whore) » Cradle of Filth - Her Ghost In The Fog » Cradle of Filth - Sodomy And Lust » Cradle of Filth - No Time To Cry » Cradle of Filth - The forest whispers my name » Cradle of Filth - Nocturnal Supremacy » Cradle of Filth - Dinner At Deviant`s Palace » Cradle of Filth - All Hope In Eclipse » Cradle of Filth - Death comes ripping » Cradle of Filth - The Black Goddess Rises » Cradle of Filth - her ghost in the fog2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Cradle of Filth - Unbridled At Dusk » Cradle of Filth - Haunted shores » Cradle of Filth - Her Ghost In The Fog (edit version) » Cradle of Filth - Haunted Shores » Cradle of Filth - To Eve The Art Of Witchcraft » Cradle of Filth - Hallowed Be Thy Name » Cradle of Filth - A Gothic Romance (red Roses For The Devi » Cradle of Filth - Better To Reign In Hell » Cradle of Filth - Nocturnal supremacy Рекомендуем скачать: » Леонид Нахамкин - Пока горит ночная сигарета... » Лариса Черникова - Тебя я ждала » Людмила Катанова - Мне любой ценой не надо... » Леонид Альтшулер - Гроза » Любаша - Пежо » Лена Перова - Просто без тебя » Любовь Захарченко - Песец » Леонид Сергеев - Два человека искали еще одного... » Лилия Савицкая - Не проси простить... » Леонид Утесов - Случайный вальс » Линда - ШЕРСТЯНАЯ ДАТА » Лепс Григорий - Лето » Леонид Коронов - Жил-был у бабушки, сами знаете кто... » Ленинград - Money » Леонид Ткачук - Не говорите мне о ней » Леонид Сергеев - Мария » Людмила Сенчина - Полевые цветы » Ласковый Май, Евгений Белоусов - Девочка моя синеглазая » Леонид Сергеев - Я везу с собой любовь, я сдаю ее в багаж... » Лилия Третынко - В аспидно-мокрой кромешной жестокости...
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