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Tonight in Flames - Cradle of Filth
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Tonight in Flames Cradle of Filth

Tonight in Flames - Cradle of Filth
I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life
He who overcomes will inherit all this
And I will be his God and he will be my son

When contrary winds blow across the sands
Their murmurs can be easily swayed
But when storms quicken one cannot placate
The howling of their murderous rages

Winged seraphim hold love's trembling hand
Beside our waiting graves
As war roars about out precious land
Seeking cause to subjugate

Tonight in flames
Tonight the world will fear our names
Tonight in flames
Stay my feeble heart
Our deaths will be the start
Of something glorious and vain
Tonight in flames

There is no fanaticism as virile as faith
To the blind his words are clear
Suffer not the infidel, suffer not the infidel!
Assure your place in paradise here
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