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Manticore - Cradle of Filth
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Manticore Cradle of Filth

Manticore - Cradle of Filth
"Write a story, Any story
But let it have dragons..."

O Gods of war
In the jungle corridor
I feel your haughty presence
Feasting the Manticore

She stalks the shadows, burning
The smoke is thick and reeks of blood
Her hunger an eternal yearning

Tantric, necromantic
A wank fantasy of faith
She religiously feeds
A feverous all man-eater

In the trees I see
Her eyes like slithering She Of Snakes
Monstrous this Chimera
In her beautiful anger

Screaming from the pulpit
Damnation's oratory

She is the whispering poisoned dart
And the breath of armageddon all around
The embodiment of evil in a body full of raptures
Anthropophagous
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