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When Misery Was a Stranger
Cradle of Filth
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Cantankerous the seas, her verses cursed with this disease
The long-awaited written in our veins
That this golden age of wonder is undone before the thunder
Of another tyrant smitten with his gains
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Decadence shall dance upon the dead
And the zealots of modernity
Deafening, confirming that the heavenly are burning
With The Screaming Of The Valkyries
Plagued with regret
Lest we forget
Deep beguile, degenerate bile
Ashing of the deeds as Armageddon smiles
Where torment holds court
And dreams are for naught
The present is fraught
With all-besieging danger
But we recall
Love, not the cruel
Held peaceable rule
When misery was a stranger
Oh, to those times
Irretrievable crimes
No reason or rhyme
When misery was a stranger
Hanging to the past I see tomorrow sat aghast
Upon a raw epiphany
Singing of the path leading to this final gasp
As missiles score their symphonies
How did despotic days turn to horror and decay
Beneath these eyes of vanity?
Now a war engulfs the face of a crazed Inhuman race
Fed on bred insanities
Death to the false
Red flags we repulse
Unreconciled, the truth exiled
Peace on earth, no mercy mild
Where torment holds court
And dreams are for naught
The present is fraught
With all-besieging danger
But we recall
Love, not the cruel
Held peaceable rule
When misery was a stranger
Oh, to those times
Irretrievable crimes
No reason or rhyme
When misery was a stranger
When misery was all but lost
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Now sticky ichor trickles down the window, not a little
And feathers drift from sick and frightened skies
Vast figures shift behind the roaring storm clouds, undivine
Highlighted by the lightning strikes on high
A heavy sorrow like a shroud
Descends a winding sheet
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The wind lashes
Poisoned tongues of our defeat (our defeat)
Long poisoned tongues of our defeat
A darkness comes to fester
The dying sunset westers
Then a flash like a thousand summers blaze
And the pain is pressed to stay
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