Sibilant and macabre
Walpurgis sauntered in
Skies litten with five-pointed stars
The work of crafts surpassing sin
As She graced Her window ledge
- An orphaned gypsy nymph
This issue of the forest's bed
Skin flushed with sipped absinthe -
Her eyes revealed, as Brocken's peak
Tried once concealing Hell
A snow white line of divine freaks
In riot, where they fell...
The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight
For seven days and seven festival nights
What wicked wonders lie within the comfines
Of the panther's den
She watches from a maypole, on the tip of Her tongue
The restless spirit of Christmas to come
A Gretel sick of merely sucking Her thumb
Than gingerbread men
Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial
She was the light of the world going down
War-torn, forlorn and malarial
She was found
Born in a burial gown
Unloosed, the chain of Her god-given cross
Seduced, now pagan ribbons swathe Her repose
In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost
Too many decades misfit and mislaid
In innocence, a tender legend of prey
Parades Her second coming, now they're running afraid
Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial
She was the light of the world going down
War-torn, forlorn and malarial
She was found
Born in a burial gown
She was born
Born in a burial gown
Now She moves with a predator's guile
Beyond the firelit circle of life
She soothes your cold heart a while
Then matches its beat, synching in with a knife
She wrestles Her dreams with a delicate ease
Espied by Her cross on the wall
And should She awake, through embrace or mistake
She would take Jesus
Blessed foot forward and all...
Sibiliant and at last
The circus crawled away
With another lover in its arms
Dancing on Her grave...
Born!
Born forlorn
Born in a burial gown
She was born
Born forlorn
Born in a burial gown!
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Review about Born In A Burial Gown Meh. | Reviewer: Jaz. | 11/9/2007
This song is rad.
And to "Awesomenes", you do not chose your style, it choses you.
Stereotypes are so over. They are well and truly dead.
Everyone is themselves these days not a stereotype. Do we all really wish to label ourselves like a tube of lube?
This song seems strange 2 most, but 2 me most people dont no this but this song is wat 4 some reason inspired me 2 go rocker emo. I was gonna go goth but i was like hmmm rocker emo all i had 2 do is wear da damn nail polish and talk down and easy crap. But with regular emo u gotta cut ur wrists and my parents said no and my dads bitch of a girl frend was making fun of emo's and goths and rocker emos and i said "bith there r way more awsomer people than u on this earth so stop only thinking of ur self bing all high and bith emos and goths r awsome so r there music" thtz y they came up wit the emo kid sond emos and goths kick ass!!
Amazing song | Reviewer: Flessen | 5/17/2007
I absolutely love this song.
'Twas the song that got me interested in Cradle of Filth.
It has such an amazing combination of beauty and delecacy yet power and macabre overtones
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