Cradle of Filth - Beneath The Howling Stars

And unborns writhe in tepid brine For something wicked this way starts Beneath the howling stars Pounding upon the pauper ridge Earshot of a hunched beldame Elizabeth teased, would He dare to please Such elderly loins enflamed? To this He feigned a grim disdain Playing to Her slayful eye But the hag replied... "This girl that chides Will soon be as plagued with age as I" Her consort laughed a plume of icy breath For Elizabeth's grace could raise A flag of truce in burning heaven Or the ...
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