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Black Smoke Curling from the Lips of War - Cradle of Filth
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Black Smoke Curling from the Lips of War Cradle of Filth

Black Smoke Curling from the Lips of War - Cradle of Filth
Drunk off the wine of her mass fornication
She sits astride turbulent seas
Her poisoned cunt harbour to deep fascination
Nations in thrall to the Great Harlot Babylon

She is desire
Free, swathed in dark ecstasies
She will not tire
Bathe in her fire, the Great Harlot Babylon

I have loved her stars too deliciously
To be fearful of the consequences

Judgements, hellbent
On vengeful wing
Descend to swеll her cemetеries

Her orchids unfurl as bureaucracy moulders
Sweet opiates further the dream
The fate of the world on her silk-caressed shoulders
Scarlet this woman, the Great Harlot Babylon

She breeds acceptance
Of greed and hypocrisy
Decreed is the sentence
Her prophetic downfall
Unheeded by everyone
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