COF(Cradle of Filth) Lyric. Enjoy the insanity.
Sure sure, your saying right now. "Bleh, evil, horrible band." To me, personally, their lyrics are very nice, and poetic, if morbid. I enjoy their music, and I know some others who do.... so blah. Here's their lycris for the song. "Her ghost in the fog."
Her ghost in the fog - Cradle of Filth
"The moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But oh, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany Death
Bit is desire that shepherds it's certainty
as We shall see...."
She was divinity's creature
That kissed in cold mirrors
A Queen of snow....
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Dark-liqoured eyes
An Arabian nightmare....
She shone on watercolours
Of my pndlife as pearl
Until those who couldn't have Her
Cut Her free of this World
That fateful Eve when....
The trees stank of sunset and camphor
Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
An inquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the light of the moon
Putting reason to flight
Or to death as their way
They crept through the woods mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Of Her lips that held sway
Over all they surveyed
Save a mist on the rise
(A deadly blessing to hide)
Her ghost in the fog
They raped and they left...
(Five men of God)
....Her ghost in the fog
Dawn discovered Her there
Beneath the Cedar's stare
Silk dress torn, Her raven Her
Flown to gown Her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer
She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part
Lest jealous Heavens stole our hearts"
Then this I screamed:
"Come back to Me-
I was born in love with thee
SO why should fate stand inbetween?
And as I drowned Her gentle curves
With dreams unsaid and final words
I espied a gleam trodden on earth
The Church bell-tower key....
The village mourned Her by the by
For She'd been a witch
Their Men had longer to try
And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
My tortured soul on ice
A Queen of snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to sympathy
Sought Her everywhere
Trappistine eyes
An Arabian nightmare....
She was Erzulie possessed
Pf a milky-white skin
My procelain Yin
A graceful Ange of Sin
And so for Her....
The breeze stand of sunset and camphor
My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
Their Chapel ablaze and all licked in to a pain
Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed....
Putting reason to flight
Or to flame unshamed
I swept from cries
Mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Or Her lips that held sway
Over those at bay
Save a mist on the rise
A final blessing to hide
Her ghost in the fog
And I embraced
Where lovers rot....
Her ghost in the fog
Her ghost in the fog
Her ghost in the fog - Cradle of Filth
"The moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But oh, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany Death
Bit is desire that shepherds it's certainty
as We shall see...."
She was divinity's creature
That kissed in cold mirrors
A Queen of snow....
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Dark-liqoured eyes
An Arabian nightmare....
She shone on watercolours
Of my pndlife as pearl
Until those who couldn't have Her
Cut Her free of this World
That fateful Eve when....
The trees stank of sunset and camphor
Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
An inquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the light of the moon
Putting reason to flight
Or to death as their way
They crept through the woods mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Of Her lips that held sway
Over all they surveyed
Save a mist on the rise
(A deadly blessing to hide)
Her ghost in the fog
They raped and they left...
(Five men of God)
....Her ghost in the fog
Dawn discovered Her there
Beneath the Cedar's stare
Silk dress torn, Her raven Her
Flown to gown Her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer
She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part
Lest jealous Heavens stole our hearts"
Then this I screamed:
"Come back to Me-
I was born in love with thee
SO why should fate stand inbetween?
And as I drowned Her gentle curves
With dreams unsaid and final words
I espied a gleam trodden on earth
The Church bell-tower key....
The village mourned Her by the by
For She'd been a witch
Their Men had longer to try
And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
My tortured soul on ice
A Queen of snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to sympathy
Sought Her everywhere
Trappistine eyes
An Arabian nightmare....
She was Erzulie possessed
Pf a milky-white skin
My procelain Yin
A graceful Ange of Sin
And so for Her....
The breeze stand of sunset and camphor
My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
Their Chapel ablaze and all licked in to a pain
Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed....
Putting reason to flight
Or to flame unshamed
I swept from cries
Mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Or Her lips that held sway
Over those at bay
Save a mist on the rise
A final blessing to hide
Her ghost in the fog
And I embraced
Where lovers rot....
Her ghost in the fog
Her ghost in the fog