bugün
- masada aniden ayağa kalkıp şiir okuyan erkek11
- ölümden korkuyor musunuz12
- arkadaşlar ben yine kilo aldım ya16
- twitter hassasiyetçisi kadıköy feministi2
- seninleyken kendim olabiliyorum3
- queen feristah15
- ghost rider2
- hiç bir diktatör iç savaş çıkarmadan gitmez11
- melatonin3
- fahiş fiyat soruşturmasında 40 tutuklama2
- mazotun yarım litresi 50 tl25
- flört etmeyen liberter öğretmen3
- ayı dövmenin aslında zor olmaması10
- bir bela geliyor28
- fusya semsiyeli yabanci20
- gocu43
- işiniz gücünüz yok mu11
- erkeklerin her konuşmayı flörte bağlaması6
- karı diyen öküzleri gırtlaklama isteği10
- gecenin şarkısı18
- bir kadın uğruna hayatını değiştirmek5
- ayıyla güreşmek7
- hafızayı sildirmek6
- sözlükte en çok sevdiğiniz olay7
- sözlük yazarlarının gerçek adları41
- sözlükten korkmak5
- erkekler neden evlenmek ister15
- açık oylayan favlayan msj atan nickaltı giren kız6
- apo'nun villası11
- bir kadından hoşlanmak3
- arkadaşlar çabuk buraya bakın5
- matrix te yaşadığımız gerçeği4
- insanları imcitmeyi havalı bir şey sanan ibneler6
- kürdü sevin21
- uludağ itiraf15
- kendin hakkında bir entry bırak9
- eve gelen escorta lahmacun söylemek5
- 195 kaslı pilot14
- zalbert ramstein4
- donald trump'un türk askerini övmesi10
- uludağ sözlük evreni8
- hasan atilla uğur14
- mazotun litresi 101 lira35
- bilin bakalım ben kimin fakesiyim6
- para yok huzur var11
- izmirbeyefendisi'nin şemsiyeli olması6
- nervio12
- sözlüğün insanı dertlendirmesi5
- gerçeğin önemi kalmadığı gerçeği3
- sözlükteki kaliteli yazarlar41
cradle of filth in yeni single ının adı.
2006 çıkışlı thornography albümüne ait cof parçası.
"carrion my name
for those who choose to mouth the curse
a tragic serenade
with judas in my stride
the gothic halls of shame
where statues coldly hold no worse
than the murders i reclaim
from a dark, forsaken time"
kissing heaven, spent
he wipes lips free of his hectic discharge
wishing to repent
for the brute that ravaged free
in slight hands beauty weeps
conquest's deep methodical screwing
hurt repeatedly
like the world wound at his feet
dirge inferno
as it is written, damn it
so let it be wrung
from throats of those in overthrow
the past at last has come
a savage bit without respite
pervades the freezing air
this winter chill, grist for his mill
if tears of joy will blear elsewhere
and church bells drown in the cracks of doom
the storms above us hew
as lightning runs like bifurcate tongues
deflowering two by two
hissing, malcontent
he storms the skies on electric discharge
pissing in contempt
on the effigies of the weak
killing all resolve
the great beast simmers, his scarlet women
spit their vitriol
on the terrified face of peace
dirge inferno
as it is written, damn it
so let it be wrung
from throats of those in overthrow
our past at last has come
a hellbound heart, the rose and thorn
have locked to hasten blood
the moon disrobes, to harden droves
of legions pouring
these rivers press, his breath adorns
senates and enemy seats
whilst his power takes as ingratitude
the writhing of the weak
"wormwood my name
the poisoned star that fell to earth
and blistered free of shame
in the pits of self-rebirth
now those caves become a garret
overseeing endless barracks
as the waters turn to claret
and the vatican satins burn"
"carrion my name
for those who choose to mouth the curse
a tragic serenade
with judas in my stride
the gothic halls of shame
where statues coldly hold no worse
than the murders i reclaim
from a dark, forsaken time"
kissing heaven, spent
he wipes lips free of his hectic discharge
wishing to repent
for the brute that ravaged free
in slight hands beauty weeps
conquest's deep methodical screwing
hurt repeatedly
like the world wound at his feet
dirge inferno
as it is written, damn it
so let it be wrung
from throats of those in overthrow
the past at last has come
a savage bit without respite
pervades the freezing air
this winter chill, grist for his mill
if tears of joy will blear elsewhere
and church bells drown in the cracks of doom
the storms above us hew
as lightning runs like bifurcate tongues
deflowering two by two
hissing, malcontent
he storms the skies on electric discharge
pissing in contempt
on the effigies of the weak
killing all resolve
the great beast simmers, his scarlet women
spit their vitriol
on the terrified face of peace
dirge inferno
as it is written, damn it
so let it be wrung
from throats of those in overthrow
our past at last has come
a hellbound heart, the rose and thorn
have locked to hasten blood
the moon disrobes, to harden droves
of legions pouring
these rivers press, his breath adorns
senates and enemy seats
whilst his power takes as ingratitude
the writhing of the weak
"wormwood my name
the poisoned star that fell to earth
and blistered free of shame
in the pits of self-rebirth
now those caves become a garret
overseeing endless barracks
as the waters turn to claret
and the vatican satins burn"
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