Cradle of Filth - Hurt & Virtue lyrics

Distant vistas<br>Swathed in the haze<br>Of the reddening sunset<br>Fell to whispers<br>'neath stars that marred descending skies<br><br>From the cusp of midnight mountains<br>Wending as a mist<br>Rebels truced with feriluce<br>(in truth, few could resist)<br>Came praising his hellraising through<br>The sparse and marble clime<br>Where virtue bathed, their ravings made<br>Her fountains flood with wine<br><br>Lifted with the gift<br>Of their dark seductive songs<br>She drifted from the path<br>She was surely set upon<br><br>Courting chaos<br>Prized in sight<br>Of the covering angel<br>Taught in ways of<br>Smothering another lover<br>Other than god<br><br>Worshipped in each other's arms<br>Like spider eidolons<br>The moon conducted like a charm<br>Those strange attachments on<br>And this is how they came to be<br>Dragged before the throne<br>Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run<br>On soft white throats and punctured moans<br><br>Though fated now than later<br>By his tutor that had been<br>He baited the creator<br>With the future he had seen<br><br>Of michael, psyched with jealousies<br>A reich right by his side<br>And worming man about to be<br>The apple of his eye<br><br>His children lost to free will<br>And the cost of beaten hearts<br>Like the night 'twixt vice and virtue<br>When her kiss became a scar<br><br>Seraph enemies<br>Why has my lord forsaken my judgment<br>Am I not free as he to indulge my darkest fantasies? <br><br>From embittered lips<br>These words were slaved<br>Split with the whips<br>Of their witch hunt gathered<br><br>He sought her grave<br>Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...<br>Blasphemer!<br>Blasphemer!<br>Though she was gone<br>Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng<br>But ghosted back where she belong...<br><br>A grace embracing michael<br>In a lace of tears that bleared his pride<br>He swallowed<br>Blood followed<br>Though with spit for all things divine<br>Though with spit for all things so fucking blind<br><br>His seal he tore<br>And to the floor<br>He threw this tie to heaven<br>Signifying holy war<br><br>And watchful of this sign<br>A thousand flames, unauthorised<br>Left celestial posts<br>To coalesce and, unified<br>Return their fallen leader<br>As he turned one final time<br>And threw a glance<br>Like a downward lance<br>That stung like guilt in every mind