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Coffin Fodder - Cradle of Filth
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Coffin Fodder Cradle of Filth

Coffin Fodder - Cradle of Filth
The time has come to rise again
Freedom, lift thy sewage hem
Free from beasts and skewered men
My dreams unroll
Ten thousand fold
Their world will never take me
They will never desecrate my soul

The stars I have grasped
Are so far lonely constellations
And wishing on those stars
My spirit bars annihilation

From earthen miseries
Hosts of most fell forms of greed
Ghosts of pearly gate remissions
Forever haunting me
Slit the witch and watch him bleed
As with any inquisition

Lying from the start
The preachers plied their craft
Scoffing elder glories
And dying, I depart
To make their sunken hearts
A coffin for their stories
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