Cradle Of Filth Thank God For The Sufferin Lyrics
            I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of May
            'Neath whose rays we lay together
            And those bright nights on glassy waves
            When we would glide lightly away
            From the grain
            For wicked flights of pleasure
        
            Those visions fade
            Like ghosts to life's parade
            Though incisions once made her so vivid
            A scarlet w____
            With both heels in the door
            Of a heaven severed from me, insipid
        
            And midst the writhe of parapets
            Where angels sigh, lonely she sits
            Upon the lip
            Only a slip from whence I beg Her
        
            That I would wish
            Her kiss a chrysalis
            To break to make my fluttered heart amiss
            And in those frozen moments won
            From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun
            in drapes inwove with deathshead wing
            I thank God for the suffering
        
            Love would have conquered all
            But for the Rapture
            That ancient plan for my defeat
            Denied Faith skies that would have set Her free
            It seems again dreams wend to capture
        
            Once dancing in a spotlit waltz
            Through shadowed dimension
            Given to the rivers that bedizened Her eyes
            The world drifted by in lost momentum
        
            With no divine intervention
        
            Regardless that the author
            Of sin was me and I
            Lay chaste of hate in Faith's embrace
            As Mortals warred with more besides
        
            They warred with life itself
        
            And in those frozen moments won
            From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun
            In drapes inwove with deathshead wing
            I thank God for the suffering
        
            And I thank God for the suffering
            As still I burn
            For Her return
            I would make my peace with everything
        
            I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of May
            Consigned to flames like secret letters
            And midst the writhe of parapets
            Where angels sigh, lonely she sits
            Upon the lip
            Only a slip from whence I beg her
        
            That I would wish
            Her kiss a chrysalis
            To break to make my fluttered heart amiss
            And in those frozen moments won
            From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun
            In drapes inwove with deathshead wing
            I thank God for the suffering
        
            Love would have conquered all
            Were we not parted
            Her splintered loss rekindles rage
            The winter frost dwindles across my stage
            Lit up once more to score finales started
        
            Love would have conquered all
            Love would have conquered...
            Hate
        
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