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cradle of filth - the nun with the astral habit lyrics
the world was her cloister, the abbess duboir
in the convent at all hallows fair
a pearl in an oyster she shone like a star
augmenting her sisterhoods prayers
her singing touched angels
and melted their hearts
her choirs inspired the search
for the lost holy grail, the benedict arts
and the best of the catholic church
but if one thing
one precious little thing
would darken this facade
there would be such consequences
like the night sister victoria
stepped in from the freezing cold
no candles would light at evening m-ss
the days p-ssed by without a sigh
but dusk came thick with dread
intangible, the air was full of wanderl-st
and approaching bloodshed
in truth, the abbess with her pious whims
enjoyed the new girl’s pain
proof to the rest that the briers of sin
entangled all the world in satan’s name
victoria varco, once heiress
to a proud n-ble estate
fell pregnant by her recklessness
who then fell foul to a violent fate
such was here clime in expedient times
and the shame of besmirching her name
her child was burnt
she was dragged to these walls
for a life in obedient chains
but not one thing
one precious little thing
would darken this facade
like the night sister victoria
woke screaming in her room
she spent a week spiraling from heaven
and as the seasons wheezed and pained
her dreams grew more perverse
for no good reasons she would to find
an alluring woman naked, save for jewels and verse
when here eyelids close, on a moonlit sh-r-
this intoxicating beauty would appear
the sweetest symphony composed
those abating lips rose
tho whisper dirty secrets in her ear
clandestine secrets
a dream within a dream
she finds herself this nymph
abreast a desert dune
and below the crescent moon
atop a dark-some stranger
ah, the spurting of his seed inside
the triggers paradise
she rides the beast
until the heavens trembled
forcing eclipse
her lover licks her blood
that drips upon the sand
and almost out of hand
co-rs- plots -ssemble
for somewhere in the convent walls
a templar treasure rests
forgotten to the vestibules
like pleasures of the flesh
so, in return for nightly runs
past tongues and wisdom’s hiss
she promised to -ssist the hunt
for an ancient golden chain amiss
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