Cradle of Filth - Byronic Man: lyrics and video
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usercradle of filth, stoned, is much better than non-stoned, and thats pretty fucking good
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Great video....GREAT song!....But why...oh WHY...did you have to use that GAYASS video wings of a butterfly video for Ville's part?!?! That whole damn SONG just....SUCKS! I mean I LOVE H.I.M. But that song AND video are just stupid!
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cutetoot96 i am against thos who call dani filth an emo.....i have no quarell with goths however....emos are stupid fucks....and if you dont beleive me...why did you USED to be emo and not still a little nagging bitch on things that cant be helped?
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"EMO" what is wrong with it i used to be emo what does that make me a slag duh dont think so
user
Hah fuck off cunt.....life is easy enough all you do is die you fucking peice of shit....dont defend the weak...if they cant take life as it is.....maby they should just fucking kill themselves so other wouldnt have to hear their pointless bitching....stupid little fucks
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omg how dare you say that towards dani he is a great acotr and always wil be if you want to take it out on the goths then take it out on me !!!
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Dumbass.
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Dumbass.
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Dumbass.
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Lyrics:
As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho
Or the moon without the comfort of the stars
I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul
Is nothing but a spilled canopic jar
I proved it
Improved it
Drove a sonnet
Right through it
And in this state of bliss
Evil kissed with wet lips
Pen-filled Fingertips
Which through me
for through me
Illuminati usually pissed
But with words of some hurts worth
I threw a party that extended God's list
Exciting new flames that my fame would claim for me
Reciting back the almanac of travesties
They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
In excess and in canto
Grown wild
This child
Whole harems defiled
Faustina's and Mina's
Lady Libertine and her sisters between her
What spread of lies arise when lovers die
Which circle of hell is mine when I arrive
They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
Crow against the virgin snow
Grown colder, my shoulder
Like a boulder beside her
And bolder, not wiser
My dark seed took up root inside her
That mouldered, where older
Beddings would hold a passionate sigh
But Laudanum and soda
Lord Numb coda
Merited a forest of inherited spite
Fleeing grief for foreign maps
I still played vampire aristocrat
Unloading my gun in hot, promiscous laps
Then shooting swans in a gondola
I tripped my foot on a fallen star
And there's nothing like a mouthful of Venetian tar
To let you know just who you f**king are
[Ville]
The patron saint of heartache
I can't see my world is falling
The world is falling down
The patron saint of heartache
I Can't see my world is falling
the world is falling down
[Dani]
Everafter can they hear my laughter
[Ville]
The patron saint of heartache
[Dani]
Never craft a better bed of disaster
[Ville]
The Patron saint of heartache
They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
In excess and in canto
They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Whereupon I tell them
To go f**k their mothers
As so....
On my grave
As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho
Or the moon without the comfort of the stars
I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul
Is nothing but a spilled canopic jar
I proved it
Improved it
Drove a sonnet
Right through it
And in this state of bliss
Evil kissed with wet lips
Pen-filled Fingertips
Which through me
for through me
Illuminati usually pissed
But with words of some hurts worth
I threw a party that extended God's list
Exciting new flames that my fame would claim for me
Reciting back the almanac of travesties
They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
In excess and in canto
Grown wild
This child
Whole harems defiled
Faustina's and Mina's
Lady Libertine and her sisters between her
What spread of lies arise when lovers die
Which circle of hell is mine when I arrive
They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
Crow against the virgin snow
Grown colder, my shoulder
Like a boulder beside her
And bolder, not wiser
My dark seed took up root inside her
That mouldered, where older
Beddings would hold a passionate sigh
But Laudanum and soda
Lord Numb coda
Merited a forest of inherited spite
Fleeing grief for foreign maps
I still played vampire aristocrat
Unloading my gun in hot, promiscous laps
Then shooting swans in a gondola
I tripped my foot on a fallen star
And there's nothing like a mouthful of Venetian tar
To let you know just who you f**king are
[Ville]
The patron saint of heartache
I can't see my world is falling
The world is falling down
The patron saint of heartache
I Can't see my world is falling
the world is falling down
[Dani]
Everafter can they hear my laughter
[Ville]
The patron saint of heartache
[Dani]
Never craft a better bed of disaster
[Ville]
The Patron saint of heartache
They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
In excess and in canto
They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Whereupon I tell them
To go f**k their mothers
As so....
On my grave
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