Lifting with truth and then a golden flash like the onset of Heaven. Leaving her screams breaking my heart and in the… — Cradle Of Filth Breaking my heart Copy Share Image
Where will you be when they tense for warfare? What will you see with your innocence there? Where will you be my… — Cradle Of Filth War Copy Share Image
Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom. On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound. — Cradle Of Filth Sunsets Copy Share Image
The blinding flare of passion in the shade of narrow streets. Where their poison never rationed all the tips they left in… — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Fold to my arms hold their mesmeric sway and dance her to the moon as we did in those golden days. — Cradle Of Filth Golden days Copy Share Image
Bared on your tomb I'm a prayer for your loneliness and would you ever soon. Come above unto me? — Cradle Of Filth Loneliness Copy Share Image
Where will you be when they're vilifying? How will they see when the truth is blinding? — Cradle Of Filth Truth Copy Share Image
In black Cataracts wouldn't whitewash away. Her filthy smoke stack she burnt me like a furnace for my future suicide. — Cradle Of Filth Black cat Copy Share Image
Visions and ambition never listened to submission and she was on a mission from the highest above. — Cradle Of Filth Dreams Copy Share Image
Her penultimate sighs called softy on the kindling wind. Her saintly eyes filling with tears. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
All through eed September with skies fire-paved. I begged you appear like a thorn for the holy ones. — Cradle Of Filth September Copy Share Image
A lover hung on her death row. I was hooked on her disease. Highly strung like Cupid's bow. Whose arrows hungered meat. — Cradle Of Filth Death Copy Share Image
Christening stars I remember the way. We were needle and spoon mislaid in the burning hay. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Devoted to the votive, holy standard above. 'By command of the king of Heaven' Came the death of love. — Cradle Of Filth Death Copy Share Image
Come back to me for I was born in love with thee so why should fate stand in between. — Cradle Of Filth Love Copy Share Image
Heaving midst narcissus on a maledict blanket of stars. She was all three wishes Sex, sex, sex. — Cradle Of Filth Three wishes Copy Share Image
Gilles adored her drama. Her suit of pure white armour. Blazed against the English in a torrent of light. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Where will you be when God is glorifying? There we will be between the dead and dying. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A 'V' of black swans on with hope to the grave. — Cradle Of Filth Hope Copy Share Image
To Lord upon the slaughter. Like a sword through hissing water. She arose where archers sought her. For the death of love. — Cradle Of Filth Love Copy Share Image
For once upon a time from the binds of your lowliness. I could always find the right slot for your sacred key. — Cradle Of Filth Time Copy Share Image
Cold was my soul untold was the pain. I faced when you left me a rose in the rain. — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
Six feet deep is the incision in my heart, that barless prison. Discolours all with tunnel vision....Sunsetter — Cradle Of Filth Dreams Copy Share Image
Evanescent like the scent of decay I was fading from the race. When in despair, my darkest days. Ran amok and forged… — Cradle Of Filth Copy Share Image
