A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding lyrics

Spells lay daggers before me

Passion speaks in grue vehement stabs

Trance my eyes, fix my focus to pain

The tumour grows until the enemy is slain

(Gut The Church)

Slightless storm

Knee-deep in hate I seeth

My purpose here has woken to breath

Total war on the brethren of Men

Millions regardless

Dying by my hand

A Black Age Of Fire

Brief in its vicious eloquence

Removing the dross

Love will arise from the ashes of your loss

Then and only then

Will the pleasure of Eden be mine

And the sinews of life itself will be tied

In the very veins of my bloodline

And their tears taste like wine...

I will rule as a king

And the Goddess will sit as my guiding Queen

In the glory of the earth our crowns are studded

With the jewels of blasphemy

The blood is the life!

I seek to evoke a new order in Man

A flood of compulsion to resurrect Khem

The lion is vexed to uproot and descend

Chaos my steed in the thick, clinging dust

Tempering weapons of criminal lust

I hold sway from the East to fulfill prophecies

Thinning the cause as fresh cells to disease

The blood is the life!

Even the moon will not lend thee her light

The darkness serves will to snuff out human life

That I might reclaim the world as my right

I kill without scruple or silent regret

In haunts of the sinister lunar aspect

For I am the pleasure that comes from your pain

Tiny red miracles falling like... rain

The incessant pall of death surrounds me

But this is not the part of me that wishes to breed

There will be no dread thereafter

The mysteries I reveal unto thee

I stir the hearts of the wisest

By the fools I will always be feared

My Kingdom feeds off their slaughter...

A crescendo of passion bleeding...

On the pale reflection of dawn

Devour The Sun

"The Great Man of his time

Is He who expresses

The Will of his time;

Who tells his time what it wills;

And who carries it out"

• Artist:Cradle of Filth
• Album:The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh