A Gothic Romance (Red Roses for the Devil’s Whore) Cradle of Filth

Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the moon
Lowered her mask to me
The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire
Would marvel at making their Queen
Infusing the air with her fragrant desire
And my heart reeled with grave poetry

From grace, I fell in love with her
Scent and feline lure
And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
Erotic laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night
She lulled me away from the rich masquerade
And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight
Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my neck
Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a whirl of sweet voices and statues
That phantomed the dying trees
This debauched seductress in black took me

In a pale azured dawn, like Ligeia reborn
I tore free of my sleep-sepulchre
On the sea misted lawn where stone figures forlorn
Lamented the spectre of Her
Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete
I hungered for past overtures
The curse of unrest and her ardent caress
Came much more than my soul could endure