Tonight In Flames
- Cradle Of Filth (2006)You are listening to the song Tonight In Flames by Cradle Of Filth, writer by Cradle Of Filth in album Thornography (Japanese Edition). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
1. I live to drink without oxygen
From the spring of the water of life
He whoever overcomes will inherit all this
And I will be his God and he will be my son.
When contrary winds blow across the sands
Their murmurs can be easily swayed
But when storms quicken one cannot placate
The howling of their murderous rages.
Winged seraphim hold love's trembling hand
Beside our waiting graves
As war roars about our precious land
Seeking cause to subjugate.
[Chorus:]
Tonight in flames
Tonight the world will fear our names
Tonight in flames, stay my feeble heart
Our deaths will be the start of something glorious and vain
Tonight in flames.
2. There is no fanaticism as virile as faith
To the blind his words are clear
Suffer not the infidel, suffer not the infidel
Assure your place in paradise here.
Winged seraphim hold love's trembling hand
Beside our tiny graves
I will avenge her, do or damned
Her sacred mother did the same.
[Chorus]
3. I went to see her dance one day
In a play by a Wailing Wall
Now she is gone but the song lives on
Zealous and maniacal
The Eastern sword must fall.
Calling the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers
The ideologists and all lies
Their place will be in the fiery lake of burning sulphur.
Winged seraphim hold love's trembling hand
Beside our waiting graves
As war roars about our precious land
Seeking cause to subjugate.
[Chorus]
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