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Unleash The Hellion

Cradle of Filth

Existence Is Futile


I have basked like a phantom in shadow
Haunting gauntest opera eaves
As the cast was aware of nothing more in the air
Than the whisper of snow on the Autumnal breeze

As the ignorant waltzed
The ballad changed its melody
Shunning the sun for infernal gloom
I felt joy in deep misery
But fate's found me out by the plight of the moon
Blazing a path that laughed at my own ill-ease

Drown despair with molten deeds
Fell the beast before it feeds
Master the sacred
Blast the horns that razed cities
Tell the grating world upon its knees
That I am free

This tethered Hellcat is unleashed
Unwinding, sore
Grinding to the core
This fucking Hellion is unleashed

The feeling is back like a Pharaonic curse
The scent of fresh blood to a ravenous thirst
Lazarus risen, brought back from the dead
Realisation, this seasoning dread
Adrift in the cosmos, naked and rife
We breed without meaning
Gifted with fleeting life
Drown despair with molten deeds
Fell the beast before it feeds
Master the sacred
Blast the horns that razed cities
Tell the grating world upon its knees
That I am free

The gates of the mind splinter open wide
On rusted hinges, must infringes
Senses thrust to override
Explode upon reality, I thought long-lost, I failed to see
The forest for the trees
My fire had fled and died
I now behold a dawn adorned with majesty
To never dare embrace it would be a travesty
A seething Chaotopia, a bedlam time story
For, if this is the end
I want my wretched scars to breathe

Now sinkholes spit me back
The shades retreat like scattered dogs
As the earth is ablaze with the end of days
I watch the palaces burn along with gods

Portals of thought have delivered me
From the brink of a stinking abyss
Wherein the view was of pain and askew
With an apathy born of crisis
Existential, for our place in the spheres
Gleamed meaningless, I must confide
I suffered, a fool at the mercy of fear
For what good was living when dying inside?
Drown despair with molten deeds
Fell the beast before it feeds
Master the sacred
Blast the horns that razed cities
Tell the grating world upon its knees
That I am free

This tethered Hellcat is unleashed
Unwinding, sore
Grinding to the core
This fucking Hellion is upon them

Compositores: Daniel Lloyd Davey, Richard Andrew Shaw, Martin Skaroupka (Marthus), Daniel James Firth, Marek Smerda (Ashok), Anabelle Iratni
ECAD: Obra #35154114

Letra enviada por Silvia Castro

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