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The Principle
of Evil Made Flesh
Cacophonous
Records
Released
1994
01 - Darkness Our Bride
(Jugular Wedding) [download]
02 - The Principle of Evil
Made Flesh
03 - The Forest Whispers
My Name [download]
04 - Iscariot
05 - The Black Goddess
Rises [download]
06 - One Final Graven
Kiss
07 - A Crescendo Of
Passion Bleeding [download]
08 - To Eve The Art Of
Witchcraft [download]
09 - Of Mist And Midnight
Skies [download]
10 - In Secret Love We
Drown
11 - A Dream Of Wolves In
The Snow [download]
12- Summer Dying Fast
[download]
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Cradle of Filth's
first album, The Principle of Evil Made
Flesh, is an excellent record and brought
them some notoriety on the Black Metal
scene. Many of the tracks are 'raw' Black
Metal songs, a must for true Cradle of
Filth fans. However, this album is
scarcely suitable as an introduction to
the band.
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1. Darkness
Our Bride (Jugular Wedding)
Instrumental
2. The
Principle Of Evil Made Flesh
From the primeval
mass
let precious chaos
vent
Sacred flesh drenched in
fornication
beloved of Set
may the winds gather her
together
from the secrets of
men
after thousands of years
of terrifying silence
she comes again
(All Destroyer)
The abolition of the
yeshua begins...
Shattered are the icons of
the worthless
the Goddess scorned is a
Valkyrie born
scattered are the wings of
the virulent holy
leave their husks to be
the prey of vultures and dogs
World without
end
cherish the lissome wants
of pernicious evil
dusk in her
eyes
torn bloody weeping
skies
darkness will hasten to
devour
and the weak will flee or
die
Sie sind es die
sich
anderlieb
festhalten
fur immer betend auf
knien
vor der (finisteren)
gotten
I slay the lamb in the
fervour of thine
Abandonment unto Our
Lady
With a quenchless thirst
for the infinite
For Her that exists beyond
all knowledge
Storming from tired
centuries
Under the glare of a
waxing death-moon
Terrible beauty of love
severed
Rip the baby from the
virginal womb
The blood of
Jesus
Is the wine of the
dead
And the drunken
angels
Bleed with
incest
The Liliot suckle on Her
fruitful breasts
And yield the swords that
sever and stain
There will be no act or
passion wrought
That shall not be
attributed to Her names
To the name of
Baphomet:
Artemis, Bastet,
Astarte
I yearn to thee who art
darkness in thy rising
3. The Forest
Whispers My Name
Black candles dance to an
overture
but I am drawn past their
flickering lure
to the breathing forest
that surrounds the room
where the vigilant trees
push out of the womb
I sip the blood-red
wine
my thoughts weigh heavy
with the burden of time
from knowledge drunk from
the fountain of life
from Chaos born out of
love and the scythe
the forest beckons with
her nocturnal call
to pull me close amid the
baying of wolves
where the bindings of
christ are downtrodden with scorn
in the dank, odiferous
earth
We embrace like two lovers
at death
a monument to the trapping
of breath
as restriction is bled
from the veins in my neck
to drop roses on my
marbled breast
I lust for the wind and
the flurry of leaves
and the perfume of flesh
on the murderous breeze
to learn from the dark and
the voices between
This is my
will...
The forest whispers my
name... again and again
I walk the path
to the land of the Dark
Immortals
Where the hungry ones will
carry my soul
as the wild hunt careers
through the boughs
Come to me, my Pale
Enchantress
In the moon of the woods
we kiss
Artemis be near
me
in the arms of the ancient
oak
where daylight hangs by a
lunar noose
and the horned, hidden one
is re-invoked
The principle of
Evil
evolution has been
recalled
Beneath the spread of
Magickal Aeon
I stand
enthralled
... In the whispering
forest
4.
Iscariot
Instrumental
5. The Black
Godess Rises
Thee I invoke, bornless
one
all woman, pure
predator
wherein conspiracy and
impulse dwell
like a seething fall from
grace
Thee I
worship...
Thou art darkest
Gabrielle
Lilith who rode the
steed
thou art pale
Hecate
rising from
Thessaly
Crush their unworthy
idols
no church shall bar our
path
seductive Evil drink your
fill
of the bleeding christ in
your arms
You are in my
dreams
the darkness in my
eyes
the rapture in my
screams
Black Goddess
arise
Nothing will keep us
apart
we could kill them
all
if our desire tore
free
Our union is one, sweet,
sinful Eve
And the night draws in
beside her
as we embrace the dark
side by side
I pour my soul to those
eyes full of fire
to harvest the seed
ploughed inside her
Archangel, snare the
flesh
suck dry the ebbing
wound
leave them lifeless and
broken
my beloved...
Oh, how I craved for
you
You so pure and
other-worldly with your scent of Winter
am I to bleed myself dry
to see your delight?
And the fear retreats
forever
(come to me...Black
Goddess arise)
when my secrets are buried
in thine
(come to me...Black
Goddess arise)
under seven stars we came
together
(come to me...Black
Goddess arise)
to plot the new age's
decline
(come to
me...ARISE!)
Ishtar my Queen
come forth to
me
and help me
seize
my future from the House
of Death
That in the release of
immortality
I should slay their
fucking nazarene
Ah...the lies...the
jew...I kill for you
Hidden lusts will break
the gates and swarm
as love secretes the
thrill for war
the virgin raped shall
seek to whore
She-wolf bare your
snarling jaw
6. One Final
Graven Kiss
Instrumental
7. A
Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding
Spells lay daggers before
me
passion speaks in grue
vehement stabs
Trance my eyes, fix my
focus to pain
the tumour grows until the
enemy is slain
(Gut The
Church)
Slightless
storm
knee-deep in hate I
seeth
my purpose here has woken
to breath
Total war on the brethren
of Men
millions
regardless
dying by my
hand
A Black Age Of
Fire
brief in its vicious
eloquence
removing the
dross
love will arise from the
ashes of your loss
Then and only
then
will the pleasure of Eden
be mine
and the sinews of life
itself will be tied
in the very veins of my
bloodline
And their tears taste like
wine...
I will rule as a
king
and the Goddess will sit
as my guiding Queen
in the glory of the earth
our crowns are studded
with the jewels of
blasphemy
The blood is the
life!
I seek to evoke a new
order in Man
a flood of compulsion to
resurrect Khem
the lion is vexed to
uproot and descend
Chaos my steed in the
thick, clinging dust
tempering weapons of
criminal lust
I hold sway from the East
to fulfill prophecies
thinning the cause as
fresh cells to disease
The blood is the
life!
Even the moon will not
lend thee her light
the darkness serves will
to snuff out human life
that I might reclaim the
world as my right
I kill without scruple or
silent regret
in haunts of the sinister
lunar aspect
for I am the pleasure that
comes from your pain
tiny red miracles falling
like...rain
The incessant pall of
death surrounds me
but this is not the part
of me that wishes to breed
there will be no dread
thereafter
the mysteries I reveal
unto thee
I stir the hearts of the
wisest
by the fools I will always
be feared
my Kingdom feeds off their
slaughter...
A crescendo of passion
bleeding...
on the pale reflection of
dawn
Devour The Sun.
8. To Eve The
Art Of Witchcraft
Crawl in awful stealth to
me
Forever a voyeur I've
been
Nocturnal Goddess of the
Moon
So she comes,
unseen
Thus (Uzza and Azel)
speak
The burning seed, is
thrust in Eve
and yearning keeps me,
captive of desire
Make me as a flower that
grows
forever in your
throne
that I might pollinate the
world
with darkness as your
own
Embrace me in spellbinding
eyes
the fire of life that
never dies
tear deeper through my
paper wounds
and never leave
inside
Love shall consume and
bathe the Lady
whom I worship and ride
thereon
She will greet me as a
serpent
in her dark, secret
Eden
and I will always
want
for her witchcraft
is
Desire...
(Desire...)
My soul is poisoned from
within...
I crawl with languid guilt
to thee
forever flushed in
sin
Lamia, latria I
give
my soul is poisoned from
within
Wisdom breeds,
fecundity
and her cunt she feeds, to
fulfill her desire
To Eve I cum...
Sevenfold my passion
wrought
To ransack Eden, and to
taste the whore
I cling beyond her sabled
court
She is a gateway, to that
darkness lost
(Now dream...)
Oh, the fevered need for
Her
when greed and lust are
sharpened in that one desire
the all-consuming
fire
Reveal to me your
mysteries, Witch
the tree is plundered but
I have the seed
to be sown in
thee.
9. Of Mist
And Midnight Skies
We, the nocturnal
few
bound by other
laws
to the service of the
enemies of god
are silent and
hidden
yet our exquisite fire
burns on
poised to
engulf...
Tie a man to his
god
he may not walk for
fear
of falling foul to
temptation
where once faith stood her
ground
Renounce the guilt, ignite
the flame
cast the fetid virgin back
from where she came
drink deep of the promise
in my eyes...
Of mist and midnight
skies
I drown in fathomless
dreams
and in the reeking mire of
virtue scream
I yearn to sell my very
soul
(And you shall
for none so dark and
sinister
will arise to embrace the
Arts)
Do What Thou
Wilt
until the stones in my
heart stand still
regardless of the cost to
your repugnant god
The late May frost may
blight the crops
and will never be ascribed
to the heavenly dog
or nature, but infernal
tasks...
"By your cursings and
imprecations
you wrong both Man and
beast
by whatever whim you
serve
of the Devil your
leige"
Tie belief to the trinity,
and seven ways
will be wrought to condemn
thee
conspiring to cull the
pagan ways
Twist back their lies,
personify their needs
the war begins by Satanic
decree
if Evil we be, we will our
lives...
To mist and midnight
skies
(I will avenge the deaths
of a thousand burning children)
Be bound to a covenant
with us in our hellish league
and bring the host of the
nazarine to their knees
breath the life of an
entity never-born
darkness now descend in
raven form
the words, the burning
rasp, vibrate the cosmic thread
Arcturus is risen Queen,
hold forth the severed head to me
I pour my lovelorn kisses
at your feet
raper of all my worldy
enemies
Lycanthropy, please poison
me
send acausal instincts
crawling through my brain
take me, Mistress, until
perversion is fed
Dark Magick pleasures
weaved under the jewelled moon-head
the cross stick will fade
when the usurper hangs
for now we congregate
where once my angel sang
That night they came and
took her away from me
I lost the woman I loved
and I learned how to curse
and to spit in the face of
their... "god"
We will ride
again
in the midnight
skies
10. In Secret
Love We Drown
Instrumental
11. A Dream
Of Wolves In The Snow
May dreams be brought that
I might reach...
the gentle strains of
midnight speech
and frozen stars that gild
the forest floor
Through the swirling
snow
Volkh's children
come
to run with me, to hunt as
one
to snatch the lambs of
christ
from where they
fall...
12. Summer
Dying Fast
Through acrid clouds of
summer flies
the garden swells with a
thousand more wise
Forever flung to celestial
dreams
clawing at the grave of
the dead nazarene
I watch the storm
approaching
the darkness calls my
name
the trees are growing
restless
they feel the season
change
their fruit has
putrified
forbidden once and bound
to die
the thread of life lies
severed
on the brink of
paradise
Grinning winds of hate
unfurled
dash towers tall that grip
the sun
talons stretch beneath her
veil
reclamation, our time has
come...
Autumn spreads its golden
wings
and lays the path for
those unseen
a tangled web of evil spun
at last...
Winter spawns from barren
thighs
to readdress, to slay the
blind
and throw the reins
untethered to the skies
They pray to the full moon
rising
Diana moving with such
infinite grace
wrapped alone in a blanket
of nightfall
how many secrets can they
read by your face?
Will they know of
majesty
of beauty held in
dream-dead sleep
and scarlet seas that
bleed the frozen shores?
Will their "god" of
bridled love
assuage our rule from
planes above
or shrink in fear from
Chaos roused for war?
WAR!
Wrest askew the
nails
that have held you,
lurking deep
September prayers are
waning
burn the shrines of
fettered sheep
Spearhead the
insurrection
of a world that seeks no
end
"We are what we are, what
we shall be, again..."
Appear; draped in
terror
to the comfort of your
kin
Stain the milky sunset
red
and let the others
in...
Summer's
dying...
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