Cradle of Filth
Cradle of Filth - Libertina Grimm lyrics
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Howitzer glare and spitfire blade Wooed by Dresden serenades Her soundtrack now a bombing raid Bored of vaudeville God was six days sober On the night she was born To the glistening star of a bible class An icon now in religious porn She was Alice through the gloryhole An ejaculate misconception Disney-esque, the high priestess Of greed and deepest dark deception All best-to-bury whims For Miss Libertina Grimm She, that little red riding crop Brer Werewolf at her stocking tops Beneath the tightened leather strop on the Basque of houndervilles At the stroke of midnight come She polished verse and curses In a poisonous pen dipped in omen To her surgeon full of general curses In the hand of morgue redeemers Though the dead always pleased her more Squatting in their coffins Flirting curtsies to the thirteenth floor? Tip your hats For sweet Libertina Grimm Fantasy and candy stores Snow white and the seven straws Smoke and mirrors on all fours… Libertina Grimm Her brothers grim, her sisters through The final dance will be the cue She amputates to fit the shoe Libertina Grimm Libertina Grimm Mystery kindled in a blackened room Nine candles lit to improve the gloom She see the dark as she feels her womb Full of little secrets They haunt her heart, those precious few Those Count Lestats and Betty Blues Those tortured souls just like me and you Full of hidden secrets No, don't go Don't you leave me here So alone Libertina No, don't you go Don't you leave me here So alone Where the dead are free to roam