Lord Abortion-Cradle of Filth

[00:00.41]Artist：cradle of filth [00:01.47]Songs Title：lord abortion [00:02.72] [01:05.44]I was born with a birthmark of cinders [01:07.50] [01:08.81]Debris cast from the stars and Mother [01:11.31] [01:12.75]A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters [01:16.75]Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her [01:19.62] [01:21.75]Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead [01:24.93]The bonesaw on the backseat [01:26.68]On this bitter night of giving head [01:28.43] [01:29.68]A sharp rear entry, an exit in red [01:32.31] [01:33.18]Lump in the throat, on my cum choke [01:36.25]The killing joke worn thin with breath [01:38.56] [01:42.53]I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue [01:45.40] [01:50.21]Keepsake **********s cut full out easing **********rty through [01:53.40] [01:55.15]Aah! Nostalgia grows [01:57.40] [01:58.03]Now times nine or ten [01:59.96]Within this vice den called a soul [02:02.65]Dying for resurrection [02:04.84]I dig deep to come again [02:06.84]The spasm of ****** on a roll... [02:09.09] [02:10.72]I live the slow serrated rape [02:12.90]The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate [02:15.40]Victims force fed thair own face [02:17.15]Tear stains upon the drape [02:18.46] [02:24.11]I should compare them [02:25.05]To a warm Summer's day [02:26.17]But to the letter, it is better [02:28.86] [02:32.73]To lichen their names to a grave [02:34.05]Counting My years on an abacus strung [02:35.36]With **********l rings and heartstrings undone [02:36.79]Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead [02:39.36] [02:40.11]The bonesaw on the backseat [02:41.73]On this bitter night of giving head [02:43.73] [02:44.73]A sharp rear entry, an exit in red [02:47.42] [02:48.43]Lump in the throat, on My cum choke [02:50.68] [02:51.42]The killing joke worn thin with breath [02:53.30]Horrorscopes My diorama [02:55.54]A twelve part （so far） psychodrama [02:57.24]Another chained I mean to harm Her [02:58.93]Inside as well as out [03:00.86]A perverts gasp inside the mask [03:02.98]I'm hard, blow My house of cards [03:04.98]All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts [03:07.30]In brute vermillion parts... [03:08.80] [03:25.50]Now I slither through the hairline cracks [03:27.68] [03:28.32]In sanity, best watch your back [03:31.50] [03:32.87]Possessed with levering Hell's gates wide [03:35.43] [03:36.01]Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack [03:39.32] [03:56.50]My ambition is to slay anon [03:58.12] [03:59.21]A sinner in the hands of a dirty God [04:01.72] [04:03.09]Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais [04:06.91]Of light where faith leads truth astray [04:09.72] [04:11.10]I slit guts guts and free the moistest facces [04:13.91] [04:14.97]Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces [04:17.40] [04:18.84]Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin [04:21.40] [04:22.22]**********l skin to later taste and ********** within [04:25.84] [04:41.47]My heart was a wardrum beat [04:44.02]By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults [04:48.46] [04:49.58]When number thirteen fell in My lap [04:52.64]Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Mantrap [04:56.77]My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled [05:00.89]At the blurred edges or reason 'til I was fulfilled [05:03.52] [05:04.83]Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into [05:08.08]A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades [05:11.46] [05:12.21]She went out like the light in My mind [05:16.08]Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine... [05:19.52] [05:20.83]Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for **********s [05:23.58]Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch [05:26.77] [05:27.89]I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously [05:30.27] [05:31.45]But when has ONE been able TO best seperate the THREE? [05:34.89] [05:36.21]I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do [05:39.08] [05:40.39]Aah, aah, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through... [05:42.22] [06:18.94]The suspect shadow sher they least [06:21.19]Expect My burning grasp to reach [06:22.94] [06:27.38]The stranglehold, the opened arms [06:29.57]Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred [06:31.76]Rainbows that My razors wrung [06:32.88]Midst Her screams and seams undone [06:35.51]Sung at the top of punctured lungs [06:37.19]I bite My spiteful tongue [06:40.07]Lest curses spat from primal lairs [06:42.13]Freeze romance where Angels, bare [06:44.01]Are lost to love, bloodloss, despair [06:47.88]I weep, they merely stare... [06:48.40]And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare.