Better To Reign In Hell Lyrics
In a dark lowland that set bad blood in veinsBurning, like penal fires roused to stainThe jagged-toothed skyline braced with crossesThe golden dawnLay lost to mist whereEmboldened thornsMade their bed with toppled stonesHe closed His eyesSunken to dream thereOf crow-black skiesAnd a great white empty throneHorror stalked the bilious fogsThat balked His visionHe licked the spittle from the cheeks of the wryAnd drifted back to when His stung it's targetThe sneer of Michael on a glorious highOf angel dust and Virtue by his sideDrowning in the pastThat downfall seemed like yesterdayThough blurred moons passedAs enemies in high places laughedMoved to mirrors cracked with heavy linesHe rose snowblind, though shifting sands of timeErased the trace and taste of bitter winesThe grapes of wrath grew fat on the vineShe came to HimA little whip of tantrumsThrashed on velvet skinsThat lined Her wishbone HengeHer name was SinA warming spurt of mantrasSplashed on occult tonguesThat whispered sweet revengeFor the shame of their crawl from graceCold and hollow as the graveAnd for the rape and ruinous scourgeSpared for souls that had sharedGod's worshipFor now their throats coated notes with dirgeThat poured from parapets to the pits belowDrowning in the pastA wretched scream like yesterdayDied at lastWith the rising of the revenant dark"I shall bow no more to the dogs of the LordTearing at my carcass heartI shall fall to my knees only at the keyholesOf Virtue slipping into bondage masks...Freewill made me better to reign in Hell"And with new wingsUnfurled and spokenHe took to thingsThat would desecrate the woldThe seduction of both woman and manFor a bastard masterplanDrowning out the pastFool Fates unwound cruel yesterdaysBeneath the starsThat staggered from the blast
Cradle Of Filth Better To Reign In Hell
