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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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Seven brides serve me seven sins

Seven seas writhe for me

From Orient gates to R'lyeh

Abydos to Thessaly

And Sirens sing from stern

But now I cease to play

For I yearn to return

To woodland ferns

Where Herne and his wild huntress lay

Now the tidal are turning

Spurning the darkness

The great purgations of distinguished tours

Are but stills in time

To the thrill that I'm

Once more

Heading to the bedding of her English shores

The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails

Eyes flickered in deep thickets of trees

And mists clung tight in panic to vales

When Brigantia spoke her soul to me

From Imbolg to Bealtaine

Lughnasadh to Samhain feasts

I heard her lament as season's blent

Together a chimerical beast

Now the tidal are turning

Churning in darkness

The celebrations of extinguished wars

Are but stills in time

To the chill that climbs

Once more

Dreading the red weddings

On her English shores

Gone are the rustic summers of my youth

Cruel winter cut their sacred throats

With polished scythes that reap worldwide

Pitch black skies and forest smoke

And the hosts that I saw there

Drones of carrion law

Drove the ghosts of my forbears

To rove and rally once more

One of her sons from the vast far-flung

Come home to rebuild

The rampant line of the Leonine

Risen over pestilent fields

Now the tidal are turning

Burning in darkness

The salvation of her hungry sword

Shalt spill like wine

From the hills to chines

That pour

Spreading her beheadings

On these English shores

For the hosts that I saw there

Drones of carrion law

Drove the ghosts of my forbears

To rove and rally once more

This is a waking for England

From it's reticent doze

This is a waking for England

Lest hope and glory are regarded as foes

by Silencer、