Cradle Of Filth - She Is A Fire

She will wring from you
All the secrets you keep locked
Away in sadness
And she will play
Where dark pathways of the mind
Stumble blindly into madness

Her eyes are filled with the weight of mountains
Desire spurting from her sacred fountains

Red hot is her inclination
I beg incineration
She came walking from the flame
Burning with dark inspiration
She is a fire
She is a fire

As far as Venus goes
She twists the bind between
The marble and the sculptor
Slight of waist, sleight of mind, fates refined
Spells to shelter her from vultures

A furnace heat of needs surmounting
She melts my beaten heartbeat down and counting

Red hot is her inclination
I beg incineration
She came dancing from the flame
Burning with dark inspiration
She is a fire

Weaponized (galvanized)
Even in mortal guise
Death would tremble just to take her

Like a calm sea 'neath which
The kraken unfurls its deafening limbs
She, she's a smoldering psalm
Poised to make good on ignitable sins
Poised to make good on her delightful sins

Red hot is her inclination
I beg incineration
She came walking from the flame
Burning with dark inspiration
She is a fire

Red hot is her inclination
I beg incineration
She came dancing from the flame
Burning with dark inspiration
She is a fire