Honey and Sulphur (Album Version)-Cradle of Filth

[00:00.00][00:11.18][00:37.21][00:47.29][00:57.61][01:16.78][01:36.03][01:45.93][01:55.25][02:23.51][02:47.95][03:40.88][04:00.07][04:09.58][04:25.23][05:15.70] [00:00.60]"So potent was the star under which I was born [00:04.18]That I have done what no one in the world has done [00:08.60]Nor can ever do" [00:18.60][00:28.20][04:37.73][04:47.39][04:56.98][05:06.61]Praeclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum [00:38.27]All Saints Day, the taint of rain [00:40.70]Blood and mud and thunder all the same [00:42.85]To those who close their ranks to Gille's men [00:47.83]Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille [00:50.34]Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside [00:53.22]Brittle angels out to pasture once again [00:59.92][03:23.88]Torture garden rules of thumb apply [01:04.42][03:28.38]To sacred flesh and the naked eye [01:09.23][03:33.13]Golgothic this erotica [01:14.17][03:38.15]Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur [01:18.86]So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom [01:23.23]That the superstitious grew [01:28.72]Wise to the wolves that surprised their children [01:33.60]Gagged in sacks and dragged back to [01:36.84]Tiffauges, [01:38.03]It's roads now home to a beautiful stranger [01:40.72]Lifting her veil, Spinning her lies [01:43.16]Tender eyes, never-ending danger [01:46.44]It grows [01:47.57]A rose that chose death for it's bedmuck [01:50.32]Prickles in wait, Thanking her spies [01:52.68]Trickling thighs her only hiccup [02:13.97]And though she walks the forest trails [02:16.51]She's far from Perrault's faerytales [02:18.88]She leads them down the path where darkness dwells [02:23.71]That night is rife with celebration [02:26.44]The tower sings [02:28.35]Where so much foul illumination [02:31.28]Strikes a lighthouse for the things [02:33.22]That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram [02:36.22]Mid sour dreams [02:37.97]A beauty pageant for the gathering damned [02:41.02]Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams [03:42.88]So black was the magick in this tragical kingdom [03:47.20]In this castle of loup-garou [03:52.16]When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on [03:57.22]A parcel of victims now tied to [04:00.76]Tiffauges [04:01.94]Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic [04:04.69]Cherubim forced [04:05.93]Naked and blind [04:06.91]A holocaust mind designed their exit [04:09.96]A libertine so grim [04:11.77]Sometimes tore them limb from limb [04:14.33]Slitting their throats [04:15.56]Pissing on graves [04:16.70]Jesus saves but the devil made him