Her Ghost in the Fog

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Cradle of Filth are an English extreme metal band that formed in Suffolk in 1991. The band's musical style evolved from black metal to a cleaner and more "produced" amalgam of gothic metal, symphonic black metal and other extreme metal styles. Their lyrical themes and imagery are heavily influenced… more »

The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
Soft winds whisper the bidding of trees 
As this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart 
And the Midnightmare trampling of dreams 
But no, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany Death
But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty 
As We shall see

She was divinity's creature 
That kissed in cold mirrors 
A Queen of snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry  Sought Her everywhere 
Dark liquored eyes
An Arabian nightmare

She shone on watercolors 
Of my pond life as pearl  Until those who couldn't have Her
Cut Her free of this World 

That fateful Eve when
The trees stank of sunset and camphor  Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw 
An inquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the light of the moon

 Putting reason to flight 
Or to death as their way
They crept through woods mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Of Her hips that held sway
Over all they surveyed 
Save a mist on the rise
(A deadly blessing to hide)
Her ghost in the fog

They raped left
(Five men of God)
Her ghost in the fog

Dawn discovered Her there  Beneath the Cedar's stare 
Silk dress torn, Her raven hair
 Flown to gown Her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer 

She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part
Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts"

Then this I screamed:
"Come back to Me
I was born in love with thee
So why should fate stand in between?"

And as I drowned Her gentle curves
With dreams unsaid and final words
I espied a gleam trodden to earth 
The Church bell tower key...

The village mourned her by the by
For She'd been a witch  Their Men had longed to try
And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
My tortured soul on ice

A Queen of snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry  Sought Her everywhere  Trappistine eyes
An Arabian nightmare

She was Ersulie possessed
Of a milky white skin
My porcelain Yin
A graceful Angel of Sin

And so for Her
The breeze stank of sunset and camphor 
My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
 Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
Best reserved for judgment that their bible construed 

 Putting reason to flight 
Or to flame unashamed
I swept form cries  Mesmerized 
By the taffeta Ley
Or Her hips that held sway
Over all those at bay
Save a mist on the rise
A final blessing to hide
Her ghost in the fog

And I embraced  Where lovers rot
Her ghost in the fog

Her ghost in the fog

Written by: ADRIAN PAUL ERLANDSSON, DANI DAVEY, GIANPIERO GUISEPPE PIRAS, MARTIN F. POWELL, PAUL JAMES ALLENDER, ROBIN MARK EAGLESTONE

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