Cradle Of Filth - Thank God For The Suffering Lyrics
I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of mayneath whose rays we lay togetherAnd those bright nights on glassy wavesWhen we would glide lightly awayFrom the grainFor wicked flights of pleasureThose visions fadeLike ghosts to lifes paradeThough incisions once made her so vividA scarlet whoreWith both heels in the doorOf a heaven severed from me, insipidAnd midst the writhe of parapetsWhere angels sigh, lonely she sitsUpon the lipOnly a slip from whence I beg herThat I would wishHer kiss a chrysalisTo break to make my fluttered heart amissAnd in those frozen moments wonFrom grief that creeps to wreathe the sunIn drapes inwove with deathshead wingI thank God for the sufferingLove would have conquered allBut for the raptureThat ancient plan for my defeatDenied faith skies that would have set her freeIt seems again dreams wend to captureOnce dancing in a spotlit waltzThrough shadowed dimensionGiven to the rivers that bedizened her eyesThe world drifted by in lost momentumWith no divine interventionRegardless that the authorOf sin was me and iLay chaste of hate in faiths embraceAs mortals warred with more besidesThey warred with life itselfAnd in those frozen moments wonFrom grief that creeps to wreathe the sunIn drapes inwove with deathshead wingI thank God for the sufferingAnd I thank God for the sufferingAs still I burnFor her returnI would make my peace with everythingI, I still recall, the first fullmoon of mayConsigned to flames like secret lettersAnd midst the writhe of parapetsWhere angels sigh, lonely she sitsUpon the lipOnly a slip from whence I beg herThat I would wishHer kiss a chrysalisTo break to make my fluttered heart amissAnd in those frozen moments wonFrom grief that creeps to wreathe the sunIn drapes inwove with deathshead wingI thank God for the sufferingLove would have conquered allWere we not partedHer splintered loss rekindles rageThe winter frost dwindles across my stageLit up once more to score finales startedLove would have conquered allLove would have conquered...Hate
