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Cradle of Filth - Lovecraft & Witch Hearts - For Those Who Died (Return to the Sabbat mix)
Lovecraft & Witch Hearts
Disc 1
01. Creatures That Kissed in Cold Mirrors
02. Dusk and Her Embrace
03. Beneath the Howling Stars
04. Her Ghost in the Fog
05. Funeral in Carpathia (Be Quick or Be Dead version)
06. The Twisted Nails of Faith
07. From the Cradle to Enslave
08. Saffron's Curse
09. Malice Through the Looking Glass
10. Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids
11. Lord Abortion
Disc 2
01. Once Upon Atrocity
02. Thirteen Autumns and a Widow (Red October mix)
03. For Those Who Died (Return to the Sabbat mix)
04. Sodomy & Lust
05. Twisting Further Nails (The Cruci-Fiction mix)
06. Amor e morte (Lycanthropy mix)
07. Carmilla's Masque
08. Lustmord and Wargasm (The Relicking of Cadaverous Wounds)
09. Dawn of Eternity
10. Of Dark Blood and Fucking (Stripped to the Bone mix)
11. Dance Macabre
12. Hell Awaits
13. Hallowed Be Thy Name
You stand before this court
Accused of heresy and witchcraft
How do you plead? (Not guilty!)
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