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Cradle Of Filth
Cradle Of Filth


Background information
Origin Suffolk, England
Genre(s) Extreme metal
Years active 1991—present
Label(s) Roadrunner Records
Sony Music
Metal Blade Records
Peaceville Records
Music for Nations
Associated acts Abigail Williams
Dimmu Borgir
Old Man's Child
Brujeria
Anathema
Angtoria
The Blood Divine
Imperial Vengeance
My Dying Bride
Orbs
Website Website
Members
Dani Filth
Paul Allender
Dave Pybus
James Mcilroy
Martin Marthus Skaroupka
Ashley Ellyllon
Former members
Nicholas Barker
Stuart Anstis
Sarah Jezebel Deva
Robin Eaglestone
Adrian Erlandsson
Damien Gregori
Charles Hedger
Martin Powell
Gian Pyres
Benjamin Ryan
Paul Ryan
Was Sarginson
Les Smith
Rosie Smith



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Cradle Of Filth Lyrics

"Coffin Fodder" lyrics


The time has come
To rise again
Freedom lift thy sewered hem
Free from beasts and skewered me
My dreams unroll
Ten thousand fold
Their world will never take me
They will never desecrate my soul

The stars I have grasped
Are so far lonely constellations
And wishing on those stars
My spirit bars annihilation

From earthen miseries
Hosts of most fell forms of greed
Ghosts of pearly gate remissions
Forever haunting me
Slit the witch and watch him bleed
As with any inquisition

Lying from the start
The preachers piled their craft
Scoffing elder glories
And dying, I depart
To make their sunken hearts
A coffin for their stories

The time is past
The falter when
Freedom slips my sombre pen
And the gates to wolves break open then
My feelings may
Seem constant prey
But claws no more will rake me
Those whores have fled to darker days

Above and beyond
I have wronged in my position
But now the winds are strong
To soar from Babel’s vision

Of cutthroat jealousies
Dock to dock these mongrels breed
Dogs of fogged derision
Pacing, soon to be
Back to pack mentality
When my killing moon is risen

Trying from the start
These creatures of the dark
Were quaffing morning glories
And dying, I depart
To make their drunken hearts
A coffin for their stories

Innovation in ovation
Imagination stirs

Somewhere the dusk is lining
Red the shore of a roaring sea
And though loved there is someone is pining
For the waves of blood to run and rescue me
For the waves of blood to run and rescue me
To run and run and run and run

The time has come
To rise again
Freedom lift thy sewered hem
Free from beasts and skewered men
My dreams unroll
Ten thousand fold
Their world will never take me
They will never desecrate my soul

Their world will never break me
They will never desecrate my soul

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