Nymphetamine (Fix): Cradle Of Filth

Posted by Sulabh Shrestha | Posted in , , | Posted on 4:44 AM



This is one of those very few songs that even people who detest black metal tend to love. The title of the song "Nymphetamine" is a self made word that doesn't exist in dictionary. According to the vocalist of cradle of filth (Dani Filth), the title is derived from two words: nymphet and amphetamine. Nymphet is a pubescent girl regarded as sexually desirable and amphetamines are drugs. As a whole the title implies the addictive properties of women. This song is about a guy in his darkest moment imagining a girl (doesn't exist) created by all of his combined fantasies.
Extremely melodic music with Dani's magic in vocals and featured female vocals make this song extraordinary.



Lyrics:


Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones


Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain....
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again


Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key...


Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discoulours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission
None better


Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl.
Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine
My Nymphetamine girl.


Wracked with your charm
I'm circled like prey
Back in the forest
Were whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...
(Keeping Sodom at at bay)


Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric away
And dance out to the moon
As we did in those golden days


Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay


Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the bind of your holiness
I could always find the right slot for your sacred key


Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discoulours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission
None better...
Nymphetamine
sunsetter
nymphetemine
nympheta, nymphetamine


Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
Nymphetamine girl.
Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
My Nymphetamine girl.

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