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Tortured Soul Asylum - Cradle of Filth
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Tortured Soul Asylum Cradle of Filth

Tortured Soul Asylum - Cradle of Filth
Oh, sweet Midian
I burn for thee at heart
Don't despair me
Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather
To where pleasure rings deep secrets
In spurts after dark

Under full moons waxing lyrically
Death's poetry floods the soul
Like the freezing seed of a demon freed
To curse the stars with vertigo
And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide
Slick rifts twist obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to darker sides
A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies

Midian

Haunted by this portent
This obsession in my mind
With a city sunk below
Tall cedar groves and graves sublime
Sporting their importance
Marble wings spread to the skies
A vale of dreams that it would seem
The daylights race to leave behind
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