I Am The Thorn

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小简介 Cradle of Filth，这支来自英国於1991年由主唱Dani Filth领军所组成的黑金属乐团，以不同於一般原始黑金属或是残暴黑金属的表达方式，利用Dani Filth特有尖高音式的黑腔搭配交响弦乐与阴暗气氛的背景，詮释著受H..P. Lovecraft深深影响Dani所写出高文学素质的歌词，引领著这股所谓「吸血鬼派黑金属」的乐潮。从1991年「The Principle of Evil Made Flesh」原始杀戮般的吸血狂，到「Bitter Suites To Succubi」重交响气氛的吸血灵皇，Cradle Of Filth热门的情况，不仅从专辑销售量与排行榜不难看出，而他们从Cacophonous公司到Music For Nations公司，乃至现在成为第一个加入主流唱片公司Sony Music的黑金属乐团，更可证明Cradle Of Filth具有多大的魅…

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The needle in the eye of the hurricane

The poison in the font

The nail in the coffin of the profane

I am the lot

Maniacal the fire

That weaves inside my soul

When dripping tongues of hate

Envenomed, roll

Like carpet bombs in vast bazaars

My blood runs with the beasts

Though no crescent, cross or wandering star

Shalt witness my defeat

Born a jackal in the Vatican

To a loathsome flock

I have crept behind the drapes

And a wizard there is not

Just a white flag blackened by

Singing weapons that have led

A faith that soon dominions over

Desert kingdoms of the dead

I smell the fleur du malcontent

The hellish stench of Judas in the dozens

Bouquets for greed and twisted law

Handmaidens of a holy war

Bring on a thousand roses more

I am the thorn

Tangled are the thickets

That spare the virgin heart

From the waking grasp of rapists

In the dark

Mountaineers that strive so far

For a Heaven grown from reach

That love herself is fabled

To be missing from their peaks

Save in one sole tower

Where the presence of a rod

Stays the sleeping beauty

From the prying fingers of the mob

I smell the fleur du malcontent

The hellish stench of Judas in the dozens

Bouquets for greed and twisted law

Handmaidens of a holy war

Bring on a thousand roses more

I am the thorn

I am the thorn

I am the thorn

I am the thorn

I am the Spear of Longinus

The sword of Damocles

Kali up in arms, a bleeding sinus

The hammer of the gods in the prophet's teeth

I am the thorn

Saint disgustus, president evil

Great white hopes of a shark eyed people

Lights of the world now flicker and die

Impaled in the race in the paling face

Where forked tongues pricked the skies

Choking on these words as I slither to their ear

As lightning strikes their blinded minds

[I AM THE THORN]

I am not the hand of god

I am the thorn

I am not the hand of god

I am the thorn

Territorial thieves

Ever stealing thunder for religious causes

I will bring you all down to your knees

And fuck you over

Bouquets for greed and twisted law

Handmaidens of a holy war

Bring on a thousand roses more

I am the thorn

I am the thorn

I am the thorn

I am the thorn