Devil to the Metal - Cradle of Filth

Polluting the honesty of fucking Christ with poisoned wine

Laced with lines from the end of time

From the herald and the bugler

High voltage bolts the cellar door

Switch thrown at midnight's peak

To start the heart of a scarlet whore

Gauged infernally

A poetess in night's profane station

Threading lies like silver seas

A seamstress for an amputee nation

Wedded to depravities

Devil to the metal

Devil to the metal

Diluting the authority of life with sewer brine

Laced with grime from the spiral of time

Wherein spins cruel order

The big hand strokes the Little Horn

Not thrown for charity

To win the sins of the decadent, born

To wage eternally

Passion rides the great unholy

Ipsissimus of love's despair

Her ashen grin would shine, if only

Death would not sit smiling there

Her beauty freezes reason

Like Helen at the reins

Of the rampant horse Apocalypse

On the shore that it was made

Devil to the metal

Devil to the metal

She fucks at unknown angles

Bleeds her victims to the bone

And in their guts untangled

Casts her runic eyes of stone

She will violate the future

Annihilate the past

Paving way in butcher trades

The red brick road through mankinds

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Abandon reason life the veil

Darker seasons are released

Storm crows gather in black masses at the pane

Go to sleep beyond the pale

She is set to murder peace

Rome, Jerusalem and Mecca are aflame

Under pregnant skies I come alive like Miss Leviathan

Dripping with the ripples of concern

All of heaven's eyes are fixed, as only my desire can

Tear them from the stars I start to burn

Devil to the metal

Devil to the metal