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When Misery Was a Stranger

"When Misery Was a Stranger" Lyrics by Cradle of Filth

Cantankerous the seas,

Her verses cursed with this disease

The long-awaited written in our veins

That this golden age of wonder is undone

Before the thunder

Of another tyrant smitten with his gains

Decadence shall dance upon the dead

And the zealots of modernity

Deafening, confirming that the heavenly are burning

With the screaming of the Valkyries

Plagued with regret

Lest we forget

Deep beguile, degenerate bile

Ashing of the deeds as Armageddon smiles

Where torment holds court

And dreams are for naught

The present is fraught

With all-besieging danger

But we recall

Love, not the cruel

Held peaceable rule

When misery was a stranger

Oh to those times

Irretrievable crimes

No reason or rhyme

When misery was a stranger

Clinging to the past I see tomorrow sat aghast

Upon a raw epiphany

Singing of the path leading to this final gasp

As missiles score their symphonies

How did despotic days turn to horror and decay

Beneath these eyes of vanity?

Now a war engulfs the face of a crazed inhuman race

Fed on bred insanities

Death to the false

Red flags we repulse

Unreconciled, the truth exiled

Peace on earth, no mercy mild

Where torment holds court

And dreams are for naught

The present is fraught

With all-besieging danger

But we recall

Love, not the cruel

Held peaceable rule

When misery was a stranger

Oh to those times

Irretrievable crimes

No reason or rhyme

When misery was a stranger

When misery was all but lost

Now sticky ichor trickles down the window, not a little

And feathers drift from sick and frightened skies

Vast figures shift behind the roaring storm clouds, undivine

Highlighted by the lightning strikes on high

A heavy sorrow like a shroud, descends

A winding sheet

The wind lashes

Poisoned tongues of our defeat

Long poisoned tongues of our defeat

A darkness comes to fester

The dying sunset westers

Then a flash like a thousand summers blaze

And the pain is pressed to stay

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