Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa
Cradle of Filth
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The Cult of Venus Aversa
07 : 07
2
One Foul Step From the Abyss
04 : 52
3
The Nun With the Astral Habit
04 : 53
4
Retreat of the Sacred Heart
03 : 54
5
The Persecution Song
05 : 33
6
Deceiving Eyes
06 : 43
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Lilith Immaculate
06 : 11
8
The Spawn of Love and War
06 : 18
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Harlot on a Pedestal
05 : 07
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Forgive Me Father (I Have Sinned)
04 : 31
11
Beyond Eleventh Hour
07 : 16
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Track Lyrics
The Persecution Song Lyrics
3 ContributorsThe Persecution Song LyricsAt the very start
There were whispers in the dark
And for all the world to see
There was witchcraft at its heart
And on the autumn air
The scent of bonfires everywhere
And a fell wind stirred the leaves
The persecution song
Telltale signs of possession
Little Miss Demeanour in the demon's bed
Gasps she just could not suppress
After lights-out midst the dead
And a past on which sin cast its darts of wickedness
Time was running faster for disaster
Strange nights were burning in the furnace of her dreams
A name was uttered, Lilith
Mistress, playmate, master
Such sights were stolen in the throes of ecstasy
And in the thick of all
In the Black Goddess's thrall
With the wood unseen for trees
Victoria stood tall
Promiscuous in step
The Devil breathing down her neck
As jealous zealots stitched apiece
The persecution song
Telltale signs of possession
Fickle Miss Demeanour hissed and disappeared
To her Sisters of the cloth
She now reeked of Astaroth
Again the curse had surfaced
Sneaking back the pagan years
Weaving webs of great revealing
Hidden in the convent
An evil libido abided, undone
Breathing, deceiving
Feasting on her deviant feelings
She'd clung to her crucifix
Once her torturers begun
Her screams came quick
The miserichord
Den to vice and screw
That had reddened many tongues
Wrung symphonies
Of suffering from her
Many moons hardened pure hearts
Those plagued by her black arts
Their rooms secreting phantom orgies
Vile rites and rifled graves
Mere hours, now towered
Above this bent and beaten flower
Her naked body privy to
The Abbess and her ways
Victoria fought
No guilt was wrought
Just a torrid retort of blasphemies
Nails and crosses vomited forth
From this pretty little whore now arched like Hell
Arched like Hell
At the very start
There were whispers in the dark
And for all the world to see
There was witchcraft at its heart
But then the end grew nigh
A dirge inferno filled the sky
In its customary key
The persecution song
Telltale signs of obsession
No wailing banshee would dishonour their name
Nuns dragged her to the blasted oak
Storm-clouds threatened holy smoke
They hanged her there like Judas
With the Hellcat in her reined
Time was running faster for disaster
Exorcism, torture, gallows
Now a shallow grave
A name was stuttered, Isaac
Tongue-tied, simple, bastard
They made him dig the pit
Mindless of what it claimed
Harlot on a Pedestal Lyrics
[Solo]
I remember, in Thebes
Enthroned with cat-skinned girls
Her long dark hair braided with pearls
A red gown split revealed her thighs
As full lips rose to feline eyes
Egyptian black outlined each lid
It's clear who owned the pyramid
Temptress Lilith
Her beauty stirred me more than words
Could ever paint, her bible hurt
Tempered Lilith
Hissing in the dark
Pissing on my heart
I was missing every part of Victoria
Victoria
I found them hypnotic, the years of display
Of court life and parties, political bite
Narcotic, erotic, her bleary soirees
Left daylight a dream in the scheme of the night
The scheme of the night
But I grew uneasy, she wanted the earth
For now she was spinning her sins
Breeding fell children and hiding her worth
Before the new orders disorder begins
Feeding from the weak
Savaged on their feet by her ravaging lust
Evening-dressed
This young Countess
Led lovers astray under cover of dusk
When she took them to her breast
They passed last rites, deliciousness
Swept into their every pore
This matriarch of darkness bored
Harlot on a pedestal
The night orchestral
Harlot on a pedestal
Never vestal
Beyond Eleventh Hour Lyrics
3 ContributorsBeyond Eleventh Hour Lyrics"All mirrors lead to my palace
My exotic pleasure temple
Wherein my court is both gracious and insatiable
Pure and obscene
For where pumps the true heart of life
There too seeps corruption
And from this my new Eden of nightshades, black
Henbane, sphinxes
Opium and roses weaned on tears and blood
Will rise up like lust
And the shadow of my dark consort shall extend
Himself across the face of the world
And Hell will come with Him"
Part of the garden, her dark Eden
Fed blood by poisoned fronds
My heart hardened in her wet season
Treading mud in her slough of despond
But only now
A path lies straight before me
The maze is ploughed half through with hate
And her crop is dripping red
Beyond eleventh hour
Her beauty and brute power
Grows stronger by the day
And with each rose that she deflowers
The longer her throes of madness stay
In her grip on shredded sheets
Once our fingertips had dug and clutched
She whispered dreadful things to me
She wanted war with God
The underdog baring sharpened teeth
With her armies raised from suffering
To ascend on jet black wings
She'd break off holy limbs
On the racks of her witch hunt
And crush the church beneath her heel
The Pope in homage to her cunt
A dark horse forcing nightmares
To wring submissives dry
A vampire madam batterfang
With vicious streaks a mile wide
Beyond eleventh hour
Her kiss has turned dismissive
Her glance holds slight contempt
Instead those eyes burn on the prize
Of fates she really likes to tempt
In her grip on shredded sheets
Gasping from conquered peaks of passion
She whispered dreadful things to me
She wanted war with God
The underdog baring sharpened teeth
With her armies raised from suffering
To ascend on jet black wings
She'd tear down mighty spires
Then rear them up anew
Orders forged to her desires
The eleventh hour nearly through
Lilith, the abyss, the slithering mists
That cause all souls to stray
How to resist those seductive gifts
On the shore of her unholy ways?
She calls my name so softly
From deep banks of scented fog
I almost lose myself before it starts
But my spirit keeps its silence
As I drift across the lake
A glimpse of harem secrets
Now her velvet curtain parts
She is glaring like the moon
The wind dies down, eavesdropping
As I bow before her throne
And she descends to greet me
Like the royal bitch to which she's grown
"Come closer, what have you to say?
Black cat got your tongue?
"I am not your slave
Nor are you my saviour"
"But Isaac, I'm the only one..."
I hold those cold deceiving eyes
Her once hypnotic gaze
And pledge eternal love, then walk away
Thunder seethes behind me
Death adjusts her favourite mask
Another lover smothered by her sanguinary darkness
Clasped in the garden, here you heard
This story blustered through
I asked her pardon, swore my word
I'd score her sweetmeats just like you
For only now
The truth lies prone before me
I couldn't leave her even if she stormed
The heavens as were promised
Beyond eleventh hour
Lilith, the abyss. the slithering mists
Will come for you this eve
Lustrous the cusp of her lingering tryst
Before those fatal kisses bleed
Beyond eleventh hour
She will make of you a plaything
Scant amusement for her bed
And when naked flesh forgets to sing
She'll take your fucking soul instead
Midnight strikes, the candles sputter
Muttering their reeking spells
I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter
These words I speak are gates to Hell