CRADLE OF FILTH - Beauty Slept In Sodom lyrics

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Herodias and I have led a phantom cavalcade<br>Through veiled and pagan history where superstitions reigned<br>And christendom sought to pervert, but poets of my name<br>Sang of penumbral victories that sorcery had claimed<br>The graal and mighty caliburn as votive offerings<br>To an england rearisen under vast majestic wings<br><br>These are the shores whereto my soul<br>Blood drenched and unredeemed<br>Shalt seek solace in secrets told<br>Through the whispers of a dream<br><br>From the woods pendragon-born, I rose arcturius<br>A proud, audacious king mantled in the<br>Vehemence of lust<br>Death and destiny undaunted me, I drew a throne divided<br>In awe of the glorious battles won, my dark goddess provided<br>Then treachery, a wingless beast, came crawling to my court<br>And now I lie at cursed camlann, from wounds a traitor wrought<br><br>I fear the augean light<br>Is sweeping through camelot<br>How bittersweet my triumphs seem,<br>Now autumnal leaves succumb to frost<br>Morganna art thou near me? <br>Languid, I wend my path to grave<br>Cast my sword to the sulphyd grasp<br>Of the naiad neath the silvered lake<br>When waters stirred lay silent<br><br>Mistress let the mists descend<br>Thy tears cannot thaw death's cold heart<br>His sombre gaze defies legend<br>More so than thine, else thy dew-lidded eyes<br>Art for the banshees song<br>Or our souls entwined like vein upon<br>The haunted shores of avalon<br><br>The haunted shores of avalon<br><br>Bury me in velvet dream<br>Lest I unduly wake<br>And seek to reconcile my thirst<br>With the cowardly tailors of my fate<br>Unleash mastiffs of snarling night<br>To overthrow, plague and burn<br>As slumber lures me 'mongst the dead<br>To scheme of my return<br><br>Archaic ghostly echoes breathe like thunder of the storm<br>A tempest fools miscall divine as they crouch awaiting dawn<br>Their ignorance has forged for me over<br>Centuries a sword<br>Burnished to flash like lightning on the precipice of war<br>The wolves are dead in albion whilst the<br>Passive flocks roam free<br>This my penetrant spearhead shalt pierce these foul,<br>Trespassing breeds