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