CRADLE OF FILTH

CRADLE OF FILTH - Onward Christian Soldiers

rate me

Aching tombal stroke my name in the valley of the beast

To foreign shores

Occurring times that whispered shame

A fortune for my unborn lord

(I see the deal to corrupt the falling of man

(Angels who conquest his name)

Fell off our gluten mark

The promised land

A place where we hide all the seamen of masses

A breaking darkness and dissension states

I address the inside gods

Said to never have forgotten the earth

Half faulting an enemy boulder

Intercepting and precise like a rock

The music that born you in rage

Treason ethereal gone wrath in the sky

Destroy all the towns and feast in the remenants

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