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Suicide And Other Comforts-Cradle of Filth

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Uploaded by on Jul 10, 2009

One of their best song ever
Lyrics:

I pace, alone
In a place for the dead
Overcome by woe
And here, I've grown
So fond of dread
That I swear it's heaven

Oh sweet Mary,
Dressed in grief
Roll back the stone

With these words scrawled in a severed hand
Tears fall like shards of glass that band
In rivers, like sinners
Swept with me to join the damned
A darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within Her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with me

An eye for an eye as espied in the bible
My faith is lost to the burning of idols
One less cross to press upon the survival
Of this lorded agony

And I, (much as I have tried
To bury Her from mind,
Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died...)
Still sense Her presence so divine
Lithe arms about my throat
Like pining swans entwined
Footfalls at nightfall close to mine

Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release

I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars
See Her face in every natural feature
Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever...
With glee deceiving me

Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release

I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her
Sirensong to sing along, no finer
Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor
Strike a chord with misery

No light nor reef
No unsinkable of romance keeps me
Safely from the stormy seas
Now drowning, resounding
Death-knells pound my dreams
Unthinkable to dredge through this
Listless and lonely winter freeze

A darkened sky
This day here after dies
Falls swiftly into night
And stays within my sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with me

No more a victim of crusade
Where souls are strung from moral palisades
I slit my wrists and quickly slip away...
I journey now on jeweled sands
Beneath a moon to Summer lands
To grace Her lips with contraband
The blaze once in my veins

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  • definitly one of theis best songs!!

  • Suicide is quite beautiful, the words to this song make it seem better than what it is, for the misunderstood Suicide is a tried and tested formula for Release, very artistic in a macabre sort of way

  • Suicide is for losers, they escape from their problems, the real ones keep going on and try to solve their problems, and their will be a moment that you feel better.

  • @aesutton oops i offended a poser fag! sorry chappy.

  • the first song i heard from cradle of filth, im so fucking proud to be a cradle of filth fan

  • @w1ll3r5 oh you should, very good music 

  • @XxsorgxX ill check them out haha

  • @w1ll3r5 dont forget lucifugum, (old)ulver, satanic warmaster, and behexen...now thats true black metal right there^^

  • @BrutalMetalCunt

    what a noob. this is not black metal nor does it claim to be, ergo your comment is ignorant and uninformed. unless any 'dark' metal that is not black metal is 'black metal for posers'? how much sense you make. get off your petty genre high horse you pathetic nitwit. music is music.

  • this song reminds me of Donny Darko and the way it made me feel!

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