Cradle Of Filth - The Persecution Song (Elder Ver.)

At 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 Demeanor in the demons 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 torture has begun
Her screams came quick the misery chord
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 dishonor 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
Mindless of what it claimed

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