Tekster: Cradle Of Filth. Funeral In Carpathia.

Candelabra snuffed prey silhouette
Wedded, nightfall take my hand
Seduce me with silky timbred limbs
Grant me thy dark command

Over the peaks framing tapestries
Of thick forest, dusk has filled
With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed
In mist, creeping like violations
From the shadows to kill

Lucretia, is my love in vein
When thy tears bleed sweeter
Thank the midsummer rain?
Bewinged, infested belfries

Toll o'er the sobbing throng
A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes
Whipped and welted neath the barbed windsong.
In saddean paradise, ancestral legacies linger on.

I am He, the crowned and
Conquering darkness, Satan robed
In ecumenical filth, livid Bacchus sustained
By bridal echelons of sylph

This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep
And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies
I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep
Enbroided by these words Malaresia scribed

Beauty slept and angels wept
For Her immortal soul
In this response, all evil chose
To claim her for their very own

Carpathia, the pleasured dead
Speak of her, in necromantic tongue
When ambered daylights are done
Masturbating in their graves
On her zenith to come

This catafalque night when awed stars report
Their absence from the heavenly brow
Crippled seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts
Whilsts the cloaked maelstrom resounds throughout

How the storm it fulfills
My heart though unhealed
Celestial knifes ebonied and wild woods thrill
Yet far fiercer still, her luster eviscerates me"

Carpathia, Priapic lovers twist in concert with Her
Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates
The path towards the castle weary innocence takes

I rule as Master here
Where feral hordes impart my temper
Love sank wounded when I, betrayed
Saw death etch cruelly, upon my lineage

Usher the spite seething Draconist
And commit this world to thy ancient
Sovereignty, erunescent veil descend
Psalmed sunset thus portends

And laid to rest, I now am blessed
With this darkness, forever more
Supreme vampiric evil