Cradle Of Filth - Illicitus Lyrics

Lyrics


Forlornucopial the wealth of misery
And favoured haunts of sorrow hold no lure
Deep swathes of gloom
that once cocooned me in dark livery
Now clothed me in suits ill-borrowed from the pure

Alas it's true
The beast you knew
Found breath anew
In the heartstrings of love's assassin

She was a huntress
And an alabaster bride
A Venus not averse to taking sides

And in all my centuries
Bar Carmilla in cerise
Never had I fallen save for foolish pride

As we walked, our affrighted lanterns
Fed the lengthy shadows with their tallow lullabies
The fragrant night air chilled by sighted phantoms
Clouds drew cobweb threads across a sallow moonrise

Illicitus

So capricious

Superstitious to the point of philistine
The glue of secrecy grew paper thin
Her beauty so delicious
In the realm of the divine
The cross about her throat gave up to sin

In expectation
Her lips to find
The crates were blazing in my stone cold cellars

That traitor love
Once its spell ran headlong through my veins

Now I felt it roar again
Like an urge for murder
...Her kiss
The paradigm of bliss
Hot whispers on the wind
In swanlike curves I graced salvation

Amidst both world I promised her
Eternity would be beautiful

Yet on the cusp
I still not truly dared

Her eyes plied hard a burning will
Beseeching on her knees
Like Salome unfulfilled

I hung between two thieves
Guilt and spilt desire
Until that flame became a fire
All consuming

With strength renewed
I turned again
Death all lit up by my perfect victim

And she grew
The scourge of men
They hissed her name in perverted dictum

Now we walk, our cavorting auras
Feed the lengthy shadows with their sullen lullabies
The fragrant night air filled with haunting chorus
Clouds draw cobweb threads across a bloodied moonrise

Illicitus

Illicit
Us

Damn good

One of the best song of this incredible album

"Illicitus"

Forlornucopial the wealth of misery
And favoured haunts of sorrow hold no lure
Deep swathes of gloom
that once cocooned me in dark livery
Now clothed me in suits ill-borrowed from the pure

Alas it's true
The beast you knew
Found breath anew
In the heartstrings of love's assassin

She was a huntress
And an alabaster bride
A Venus not averse to taking sides

And in all my centuries
Bar Carmilla in cerise
Never had I fallen save for foolish pride

As we walked, our affrighted lanterns
Fed the lengthy shadows with their tallow lullabies
The fragrant night air chilled by sighted phantoms
Clouds drew cobweb threads across a sallow moonrise

Illicitus

So capricious

Superstitious to the point of philistine
The glue of secrecy grew paper thin
Her beauty so delicious
In the realm of the divine
The cross about her throat gave up to sin

In expectation
Her lips to find
The crates were blazing in my stone cold cellars

That traitor love
Once its spell ran headlong through my veins

Now I felt it roar again
Like an urge for murder
...Her kiss
The paradigm of bliss
Hot whispers on the wind
In swanlike curves I graced salvation

Amidst both world I promised her
Eternity would be beautiful

Yet on the cusp
I still not truly dared

Her eyes plied hard a burning will
Beseeching on her knees
Like Salome unfulfilled

I hung between two thieves
Guilt and spilt desire
Until that flame became a fire
All consuming

With strength renewed
I turned again
Death all lit up by my perfect victim

And she grew
The scourge of men
They hissed her name in perverted dictum

Now we walk, our cavorting auras
Feed the lengthy shadows with their sullen lullabies
The fragrant night air filled with haunting chorus
Clouds draw cobweb threads across a bloodied moonrise

Illicitus

Illicit
Us

Forlornucopia, the wealth of misery_And favoured haunts of sorrow hold no lure_Deep swathes of gloom_That once cocooned me in dark livery_Now clothe me in suits ill-borrowed from the pure_Alas it's true_The beast you knew_Found breath anew_In the taut heartstrings of love's assassin_She was a huntress_And an alabaster bride_A Venus not averse to taking sides_And in all my centuries_Bar Carmilla in cerise_Never had I fallen save for foolish pride_As we walked, our affrighted lanterns_Fed the lengthy shadows with their tallow lullabies_The fragrant night air chilled by sighted phantoms_Clouds drew cobweb threads across a sallow moonrise_Illicitus_So capricious_Superstitious to the point of philistine_The glue of secrecy grew paper thin_Her beauty so delicious_In the realm of the divine_The cross about her throat gave up to sin_In expectation_Her lips to find_The crates were blazing in my stone cold cellars_That traitor love_Once its spell ran headlong through my veins_Now I felt it surge again_Like an urge for murder...Her kiss_The paradigm of bliss_Hot whispers on the wind_In swan-like curves I graced salvation_Amidst both worlds I promised her_Eternity would be beautiful_Yet on the cusp_I still not truly dared_Her eyes plied hard a burning will_Beseeching on her knees_Like Salome unfulfilled_I hung between two thieves_Guilt and spilt desire_Until that flame became a fire_All consuming_With strength renewed_I turned again_Death all lit up by my perfect victim_And she grew_The scourge of men_They hissed her name in perverted dictum_Now we walk, our cavorting auras_Feed the lengthy shadows with their sullen lullabies_The fragrant night air filled with haunting chorus_Clouds draw cobweb threads across a bloodied moonrise_Illicitus...Illicit_Us...