Cradle Of Filth - Mannequin (Манекенщица)

Текст песни: Led to other worlds By the girls she curved within I took their skins to see Her Be my mannequin Be my mannequin I cannot remember How it was that we first met Curve of moon and haunted shore, The stars were not those Heaven sent Did we come together At masked palatial Balls In silks and flesh and leather Or did we come at all? I dreamt a midnight castle The eerie song of wolves And eyes that danced with fire As they have forever more Our rites of sin Have long fathered a hymn To burden Him Whom by slip of after whim At genesis Dressed Her like the wind In Autumn gowns That pinned Her down To be my mannequin, Be my mannequin Always poised on winter But never would She break My lovecraft and black witch heart That pounded in Her wake We kissed on distant balconies A law unto Her own Thirteenth dark commandment Of figures pressed to stone, Turning cream with fantasies That God alone would know, We graced vomitorium With the sweet excess of Rome Flagrant in the past Our names were deeply carved On the tree of life in long dead languages Led to other worlds By the girls she curled within I took their skins to see Her Be my mannequin, Be my mannequin I tongued the nuns at Louvre But not one word possessed Her divine right, an archetype For mortal Goddesses...

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Cradle Of Filth – Црадле Филтх
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Автор Слов: Dani Davey, Paul Allender, Martin Powell, Dave Pybus, Adrian Erlandsson, Gian Piras
Composer: Adrian Erlandsson, Dani Davey, David Pybus, Gianpiero Piras, Martin Powell, Paul Allender, Lyricist: Adrian Erlandsson, Dani Davey, David Pybus, Gianpiero Piras, Martin Powell, Paul Allender, Performer: Cradle Of Filth, Director: Thomas Mignone
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Led to other worlds
By the girls she curved within
I took their skins to see Her
Be my mannequin
Be my mannequin

I cannot remember
How it was that we first met
Curve of moon and haunted shore,
The stars were not those Heaven sent

Did we come together
At masked palatial Balls
In silks and flesh and leather
Or did we come at all?
I dreamt a midnight castle
The eerie song of wolves
And eyes that danced with fire
As they have forever more

Our rites of sin
Have long fathered a hymn
To burden Him
Whom by slip of after whim
At genesis
Dressed Her like the wind
In Autumn gowns
That pinned Her down
To be my mannequin,
Be my mannequin

Always poised on winter
But never would She break
My lovecraft and black witch heart
That pounded in Her wake

We kissed on distant balconies
A law unto Her own
Thirteenth dark commandment
Of figures pressed to stone,
Turning cream with fantasies
That God alone would know,
We graced vomitorium
With the sweet excess of Rome

Flagrant in the past
Our names were deeply carved
On the tree of life in long dead languages

Led to other worlds
By the girls she curled within
I took their skins to see Her
Be my mannequin,
Be my mannequin

I tongued the nuns at Louvre
But not one word possessed
Her divine right, an archetype
For mortal Goddesses...

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