Cradle Of Filth - For Those Who Died (Return To The Sabbat Mix)

Lovecraft & Witch Hearts / 2002-11-02 1. Creatures That Kissed In Cold Mirrors 2. Dusk And Her Embrace 3. Beneath The Howling Stars 4. Her Ghost In The Fog 5. Funeral In Carpathia (Be Quick Or Be Dead Mix) 6. The Twisted Nails Of Faith 7. From The Cradle To The Enslave 8. Saffron's Curse 9. Malice Through The Looking Glass 10. Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids 11. Lord Abortion 12. Once Upon Atrocity 13. Thirteen Autumns And A Widow (Red October mix) 14. For Those Who Died (Return To The Sabbat Mix) 15. Sodomy And Lust 16. Twisting Further Nails 17. Amore E Morte (Lycanthroy Mix) 18. Carmilla's Masque 19. Lustmord And Wargasm (The Relicking Of Cadaverous Wounds) 20. Dawn Of Eternity 21. Of Dark Blood And Fucking (Stripped To The Bone Mix) 22. Danse Macabre 23. Hell Awaits 24. Hallowed Be Thy Name

For Those Who Died (Return To The Sabbat Mix)

"You stand before this court, accused of heresy and witch craft. How do you plead?"

"Not guilty!"

"Guilty!"

Our tongues they could not silence with their malicious lies
Their unforgotten violence, remember those who died

And as my flesh is put to fire I hear their voices still
Their unjust accusations demanding that I am killed

"We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee
Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency
Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name
Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"

Burning, into the fire
Burning, a funeral pyre
Burning, into the fire
Burning, a funeral pyre

This self-righteous inquisition is a plague upon our land
as false as the confessions they force from shattered hands

"We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee
Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency
Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name
Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"

Burning, into the fire
Burning, a funeral pyre
Burning, into the fire
Burning, a funeral pyre

Abused my broken body is cleansed by righteous flame,
Their God a 'God of Mercy' yet in whose name I slain.

My innocence the victim of their superstitious fears
Religious persecution for the past three hundred years
Preaching peace and mercy 'neath the shadow of the knife
A papal reign of terror, slaughter in the name of Christ

And as my flesh is put to fire I hear their voices still
their unjust accusations demanding that I am killed

"We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee
Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency
Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name
Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same"

Burning, into the fire
Burning, a funeral pyre
Burning, into the fire
Burning, a funeral pyre