
Tonight In Flames
Cradle Of Filth
Thornography • 2006
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Lyrics
"I will give to drink without cost
from the spring of the water of life.
He who overcomes will inherit all this,
and I will be his God and he will be my son."
When contrary winds blow across the sands
their murmurs can be easily swayed,
but when storms quicken one cannot placate
the howling of their murderous rages.
Winged Seraphim hold Love's trembling
hand beside our waiting graves,
as war roars about our precious land
seeking cause to subjugate.
Tonight in flames!
Tonight the world
will fear our names.
Tonight in flames,
stay my feeble heart.
Our deaths will be the start
of something glorious and vain!
Tonight in flames!
There is no fanaticism as virile as faith,
to the blind his words are clear:
"Suffer not the infidel, suffer not the infidel,
assure your place in paradise here."
Winged Seraphim hold Love's trembling
hand beside her tiny grave.
I will avenge her, do or damned,
her sacred mother did the same.
Tonight in flames!
Tonight the world
will fear our names.
Tonight in flames,
stay my feeble heart.
Our deaths will be the start
of something glorious and vain!
Tonight in flames!
I went to see her dance one day
in a play by a wailing wall.
Now she is gone but the song
lives on zealous and maniacal.
The eastern sword must fall!
"The cowardly, the unbelieving,
the vile, the murderers, the idolaters
and all liars, their place will be in
the fiery lake of burning sulfur."
Winged Seraphim hold Love's trembling
hand beside our waiting graves,
as war roars about our precious land
seeking cause to subjugate.
Tonight in flames!
Tonight the world
will fear our names.
Tonight in flames,
stay my feeble heart.
Our deaths will be the start
of something glorious and vain!
Tonight in flames!
from the spring of the water of life.
He who overcomes will inherit all this,
and I will be his God and he will be my son."
When contrary winds blow across the sands
their murmurs can be easily swayed,
but when storms quicken one cannot placate
the howling of their murderous rages.
Winged Seraphim hold Love's trembling
hand beside our waiting graves,
as war roars about our precious land
seeking cause to subjugate.
Tonight in flames!
Tonight the world
will fear our names.
Tonight in flames,
stay my feeble heart.
Our deaths will be the start
of something glorious and vain!
Tonight in flames!
There is no fanaticism as virile as faith,
to the blind his words are clear:
"Suffer not the infidel, suffer not the infidel,
assure your place in paradise here."
Winged Seraphim hold Love's trembling
hand beside her tiny grave.
I will avenge her, do or damned,
her sacred mother did the same.
Tonight in flames!
Tonight the world
will fear our names.
Tonight in flames,
stay my feeble heart.
Our deaths will be the start
of something glorious and vain!
Tonight in flames!
I went to see her dance one day
in a play by a wailing wall.
Now she is gone but the song
lives on zealous and maniacal.
The eastern sword must fall!
"The cowardly, the unbelieving,
the vile, the murderers, the idolaters
and all liars, their place will be in
the fiery lake of burning sulfur."
Winged Seraphim hold Love's trembling
hand beside our waiting graves,
as war roars about our precious land
seeking cause to subjugate.
Tonight in flames!
Tonight the world
will fear our names.
Tonight in flames,
stay my feeble heart.
Our deaths will be the start
of something glorious and vain!
Tonight in flames!
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