Album Cover Deflowering the Maidenhead, Displeasuring the Goddess

Deflowering the Maidenhead, Displeasuring the Goddess

Cradle Of Filth

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Cracked mirrors, scatter reflections

Beauty falls from her state of perfection

Good Grace has fled this dreamWhile the cats away the rats will ravage

Despotic, necrotic

Fingers have lingered with rape′s affection

Hoods face this global scene as they stoop to prey

Nature grows more savage

She shudders at our foetal fatal touch

Heavenly her body reft and left amongst the dead

Once grateful seeds in her natal hutch

Our species breeds

Deflowering the maidenhead

Religions caw epistles

Twisted laws extend their thistles

A crown to justify our place atop

This hellbound carriage

This judgement has come from on high

Deforesters pray to the amplified sky

Stripped from her gowns, temples ripped down

Her curses hearse

Now this judgement has come from on high

Look to her spears with true fear in your eyes

Summoning the coven the four horsemen eschaton

She the sumptuous earth, deep scars were forced upon

Queen Catastrophia seer renewal grew to see

Humanity in ruins sped to death on rotten knees

We freed the flames that came to haunt her

The greed that tore her elvish bodice

She was the storm that warmed to slaughter

Our selfish needs

Displeasuring the Goddess

Plastering disasters, faster pandemics appear

Anthropocentric pockets, last plagues are spreading near

Grand levelling with seven tongues acerbic whore-astride

As the oceans swell in venom at ous slick black ecocide

This judgement has come from on high

Poisoners choke on the smoke-ridden sty

Forew arnings ignored faith in a Lord

Lifes blessing uncared for

This judgement has come from on high

Suffer this kiss as she whispers goodbye

Goodbye

What have we done?

And what have we become in this distance

From our mother

From the gates of late Eden?

Blinded undone

Glowering into the sun

A world of mass congestion smothered

In the waste of late Eden

And what of her?

Gaia Cybele

Where is jewelled Isht ar

That shone forth like the stars?

Now maniacal

She moves against us all

To destroy recreate anew

To dance amok amidst annihilation

Extinction greets

Foul creatures left

Deflowering the Maidenhead

Despleasuring the Goddess