Cradle of Filth - Lilith Immaculate

When my favourite death metal band decide to release a new album they really don't fuck about. Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa by Cradle of Filth was released last year on Halloween and followed up where their previous release, Godspeed on the Devil's Thunder, had left off. Darkly is a concept album that tells the tale of the demon Lilith, but instead of focusing on the legends around her it tells a modern-ish story of her rebirth in the world and all the delicious naughtyness she gets up to.

I've thought for a long time that extreme metal music is the way it is in order to force listeners to read the liner notes that came with the CD so that they'd get a better understanding of a story that the band really wanted to tell you. Cradle of Filth specialise in great stories, imaginative historical re-workings, and savage music. Featuring some decidedly adult content, here's the final video in the Year 4 warm-up, Lilith Immaculate by Cradle of Filth.

Lilith Immaculate Lyrics:

Church bells resounded like judgement day
As they were making love
In the rainswept graveyard
She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame
A monsoon Tigress set upon prey

Fall for the love of me
Crawl for the love of me
Drool for the love of my virulent sway
I grow more master the faster the days

Lilith Immaculate

This delectable reaper
Her eyes were profound
Drawing him in deeper
Until he was drowned
Hurled on the shore
Of the world underground...

Lilith Immaculate

Mortal kind, a morbid wine
For this dark moon goddess
And freed to stretch her claws
This beautiful whore
Would be brutally honest

Tortuous one, taboos undone
A glittering star on a sea of myriad waves
And a thickening mist, a seductress
Leading lovesick hearts astray

Lilith

In the throes of orgasm, she bucked and he broke
At the height of the storm, the chaos they'd smote
Burning behind her in arabesque smoke
Framed a vision transformed as she sucked from his throat

Victoria smiled, her now golden eyes
Possessed a regal bearing
Of omnipotent power
From wet lips to her smouldering thighs
Her beauty perfected and her will agonised

Fall for the love of me
Crawl for the love of me
Drool for the love of my virulent sway
I grow more the master the faster the days

Lilith Immaculate

With dread single purpose
Her mind told him stay
She strode through the fire
Desire aflame
She murdered the nuns
In such horrible ways...

Lilith Immaculate

"That night we lay entwined on hay
Inside a soldier's barn
Her panting breath an opiate
As in her bolder grasp
I caught the scent of desert sands
The Holy lands, the fall of reason
But only when I smelt the blood
Did I fear her colder hand"

"I am darkness, I am sin
The Queen of lust invited in
Reborn at last to cast my
Fecund shadow on this world,
You shall worship me, enslaved
For many lovers shall I crave
And in return, I'll gladly pave
Your psycho path with pearls

For I have been grating
And waiting so long to find
The most perfect hostess close to me
Whose thin-ice troubled mind
Was like a cracked, black ornate mirror
To slip right through in time
When at last I wore Harmonia's necklace
The cursed twin serpents mine"

Tortuous one, debauchery won
The attention of Emperors, Princes and Tsars
For the toll of her kiss, no soul could dismiss
The advance of her throne from afar

This English rose with traits of those
Who graced the harems of the East
Adorned with thorns, she raised the horns
And scarlet hems to wasted priests

Fall for the love of me
Crawl for the love of me
Drool for the love of my virulent sway
I grow more master the faster the days

Lilith Immaculate

This delectable reaper
Her eyes were profound
They drew him in deeper
Until he was drowned
Hurled on the shore
Of the world underground...

Lilith Immaculate

Fall for the love of me
Crawl for the love of me
Drool for the love of my virulent sway
I grow more master the faster the days

Lilith Immaculate

The flutes and sweet wine
Of her voice anodyne
Her power was growing
Every hour malign
The truth, Lilith's kingdom
Drew closer with time

Bring Me The Horizon - It Never Ends

The different types of film genres, horror, thriller, sci-fi, romance, and so on, often appear as music videos. Some of these themed videos are better than others while some are just plain rubbish, but any video that looks to movies for inspiration has to be better than the usual crap that gets made with gobshites with poor taste in clothes pretending to drive Lamborghini's while draped in fake gold jewellery and waving their arms about (like the latest offering from Limp Bizkit*).

This next video, as they say on TV, is obviously heavily inspired by the whole British horror scene and features the right mix of trippy visuals, a decent tune, and blood-curdling terror; here's Bring Me The Horizon with It Never Ends.

It Never Ends Lyrics:

Started off as a one night stand. Lingered to a fling.
The sirens and the surgeons didn't seem to mean a thing.
Hide your fangs all you want, you still need the blood.
Tell us that it's different now, you're up to no good.

Take my hand, show me the way,
we are the children that fell from grace.
Take my hand, show me the way,
we are the children who can't be saved.

One more nail in the coffin.
One more foot in the grave.
One more time I'm on my knees, as I try to walk away.
How has it come to this?

I've said it once. I've said it twice.
I've said it a thousand fucking times.
That I'm okay, that I'm fine.
That it's all just in my mind.
But this has got the best of me.
And I can't seem to sleep.
It's not because you're not with me. It's because you never leave.

You say this is suicide?
I say this is a war.
And I'm losing the battle.
Man down.

Oh!
Is this what you call love?
(This is a war I can't win).

One more nail in the coffin.
One more foot in the grave.
One more time I'm on my knees, as I try to walk away.
Everything I loved, became everything I lost.

I've said it once. I've said it twice.
I've said it a thousand fucking times.
That I'm okay, that I'm fine.
That it's all just in my mind.
But this has got the best of me.
And I can't seem to sleep.
It's not because you're not with me. It's because you never leave.

(Whispered - Every second. Every minute. Every hour. Every day)

Every second. Every minute. Every hour. Every day.
It never ends. It never ends.
Every second. Every minute. Every hour. Every day.
It never ends. It never ends.
Every second. Every minute. Every hour. Every day.
It never ends. It never ends.
Every second. Every minute. Every hour. Every day.
It never ends. It never ends.



*I actually quite like that Limp Bizkit tune...

Marilyn Manson - Heart Shaped Glasses

The run-up to the time before Halloween just wouldn't be the same without a tune from our favorite dark shock rocker Marilyn Manson. Here's Heart Shaped Glasses starring Manson's on again/off again swinging-both-ways girlfriend Evan Rachel Wood in the controversial video that made many people wonder if what was happening on screen was ACTUALLY happening on screen, that is were they REALLY making the beast with two backs...

Heart Shaped Glasses (When the Heart Guides the Hand) Lyrics:

She reminds me of the one in school,
when I was cuttin'
she was dressed in white.
And I couldn't take my eyes off her,
but that's not what I took off that night,.
She'll never cover up what we did with her dress.
No.
She said "kiss me it'll heal,
but it won't forget".
"Kiss me it'll heal,
but it won't forget".

I don't mind you keeping me on pins and needles.
If I could stick to you,
and you stick me too.

Don't break,
Don't break my heart,
and I won't break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Don't break,
Don't break my heart,
and I won't break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Making me low.
That blue is getting me high.
Making me low.

She reminds me of the one I knew that cut up the negatives of my life.
I couldn't take my hands off her,
she wouldn't let me be anywhere but inside.

I don't mind you keeping me on pins and needles.
If I could stick to you,
and you stick me too.

Just,
Don't break,
Don't break my heart,
and I won't break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Don't break,
Don't break my heart,
and I won't break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Making me low.

She'll never cover up what we do with the dress.
No.
She said "kiss me it'll heal,
but it won't forget".
"Kiss me it'll heal,
but it won't forget".

I don't mind you keeping me on pins and needles.
If I could stick to you,
you could stick me too.

Don't break,
Don't break my heart,
and I won't break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Don't break,
Don't break my heart,
and I won't break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Making me low.

Papa Roach - Hollywood Whore

At first, todays choice of music video, Hollywood Whore by Papa Roach, might seem an unusual one to help get into the mood for all the horror that's to come; but it's a fun little tune and if you stick with the video until the end you'll see why it got included. It might also remind you of a review from way back in Year 2. Be warned though, like the 30 Days of Fright itself, this mood-setter is not for the kids (though I suppose the presence of the word "Whore" in the title should really have given that away already).

Hollywood Whore Lyrics:

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over

Cocaine nose and trendy clothes
Gotta send her to rehab
She found out she's got no soul
But it really doesn't bother her

White trash queen, American dream
Oh what a role model
Throwing a fit, making a scene
Like no tomorrow

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
Can't take it no more
I'm sorry but the party's over

The talk of the town
And she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over
No-o-ow

Awake by noon, drunk by four
Sucked up in the showbiz
You're so lame, your such a bore
I wanna kick your teeth in

Plastic smile to match your style
We can tell you got a face lift
You're so vain, you're so vile
You're a number one hit

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
Can't take it no more
I'm sorry but the party's over

The talk of the town,
And she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over

The cameras are gone
And nobody screams
She couldn't survive her fifteen minutes of fame

Her friends are all gone,
She's going insane
She'll never survive without the money and fame

It's all going down the drain

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over

The talk of the town,
And she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over

Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over

The talk of the town,
And she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over

Wake up, the party's over
Wake up, the party's over
Wake up, the party's over
Wake up, the party's over
No-o-ow

Ha-ha-ha
Don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya, honey!
Ha-ha-ha

Dimmu Borgir - Gateways

Like a top athlete before a big important competition I need to warm-up before getting down to the serious business of the Greatest Annual Horror Movie Review Series in the World - Ever! (simply known as The Hacker's Coven 30 Days of Fright to those with a less inflated sense of ego than mine).

Warming up the creative juices needed to write my little movie reviews is done in much the same way as you'd prepare for a big night out on the town - you drink too much cheap booze and play some music so loud that the neighbours are glad when you finally bugger off for the night. So, some music (and hard liquor at a reasonable price) is needed, and to begin with I present the Norwegian black metal masters Dimmu Borgir (it means "Dark Fortresses") with their recent hit which has been stuck in my head for ages, Gateways.

Gateways Lyrics:

The core principle of freedom
Is the only notion to obey
The formulae of evolution and sin
Leading the way

The rebirth is near completion
As we slowly awaken from slumber

The malpractice of the spirit ends
Gateways!
When the gift is once again attained
Gateways!
No rules or restraints are longer valid
Gateways!
When the ancient future is reclaimed
Gateways!

No rules or restraints are longer valid
Gateways
When the ancient future is reclaimed
Gateways

It's all there for the eyes that can see
The blind ones will always suffer in secrecy
For it is the omen of what lies submerged - Breeding
Untouched within us - Bleeding

The core principle of freedom
Is the only notion to obey
The formulae of evolution and sin
Leading the way
The rebirth is the year of completion
As we slowly awaken from slumber
To receive the light that shines in darkness
The light that shines forevermore (forevermore)

Be the broken or the breaker
Be the giver or the undertaker
Unlock and open the door
Be the healer or the faker
The keys are in your hands
Realize you are your own sole creator
Of your own master plan
Be the broken or the breaker
Be the giver or the undertaker
Unlock and open the door
Be the healer or the faker
The keys are in your hands
Realize you are your own sole creator
Of your own master plan

Cradle of Filth - Her Ghost in the Fog

Sometimes unusual things pop into my head completely uninvited. Every now and then, usually at the most inopportune moment, Christian Bale, star of the recent Batman movies, pops into my head and says the word "Spelunking"  like he did in Batman Begins. Often, when I should be acting all serious, I am instead pissing myself laughing at my imaginary Christian Bale and his hard to place faux American accent.

This isn't a man-love thing or anything, I just find him slightly ridiculous and the overly weighty way he says the word "Spelunking" incredibly ridiculous. Other things occasionally pop into my head too, like the four most dangerous words in the English language ("I've had an idea") and, after a recent viewing of today's music video, the phrase "Beware the Judderman, my dear, when the moon is fat!". Take a look at the most excellent video, and the last video in this little mood-setting series,  of "Her Ghost in the Fog" from Cradle of Filth and you'll see what I mean...



Her Ghost in the Fog Lyrics:

"The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But oh, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany Death
But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
as We shall see..."

She was divinity's creature
That kissed in cold mirrors
A Queen of Snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Dark liqoured eyes
An Arabian nightmare...

She shone on watercolours
Of my pondlife as pearl
Until those who couldn't have Her
Cut Her free of this World

That fateful Eve when...
The trees stank of sunset and camphor
Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
An imquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the light of the moon

Putting reason to flight
Or to death as their way
They crept through woods mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Of Her hips that held sway
Over all they surveyed
Save a mist on the rise
(A deadly blessing to hide)
Her ghost in the fog

They raped & left...
(Five men of God)
...Her ghost in the fog

Dawn discovered Her there
Beneath the Cedar's stare
Silk dress torn, Her raven hair
Flown to gown Her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part
Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts"

Then this I screamed:
"Come back to Me
I was born in love with thee
So why should fate stand inbetween?"

And as I drowned Her gentle curves
With dreams unsaid and final words
I espied a gleam trodden to earth
The Church bell tower key...

The village mourned her by the by
For She'd been a witch
their Men had longed to try
And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
My tortured soul on ice...


I know, I know, it's not the full version - you can blame You Tube for that!

Michael Jackson - Thriller

People who know me know that I'm a serious fan of metal music, the heavier and darker the better. So, today's music choice may come as a surprise but I'm actually trying to be nice.

In Market Square, Tullamore, Co. Offaly on Saturday 23rd October, the "Thrill The World" zombie dance world record attempt/Michael Jackson tribute will be taking place. This event provides an excuse to dress up and dance like a fool around Tullamore a whole week before Halloween provides another excuse to dress up and dance like a fool around Tullamore.

The Tullamore event is a fund-raising opportunity for The Carers Association (a really good cause), so if you're about then please do drop down and lurch about a bit. Pre-registration is necessary (I suppose to make the world record attempt official) and this can be done at the Carers website:
http://www.carersireland.com/Thrill-The-World.php

Costumes will add to the fun, and I'll be sorting myself out with a very authentic zombie costume by going out on the piss the night before and not getting changed before going for a bit of a lurch before breakfast!

To get you in the zombie mode, here's Michael (still dead, not a zombie) Jackson's "Thriller".



Thriller Lyrics:

It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,
You're paralyzed

'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike
You know it's thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight

You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination
Girl, But all the while you hear a creature creepin' up behind
You're out of time

'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes, girl
You know it's thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight

Night creatures call
And the dead start to walk in their masquerade
There's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time (they're open wide)
This is the end of your life

They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side
They will possess you unless you change that number on your dial
Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together, yeah
All through the night I'll save you from the terror on the screen,
I'll make you see

That this is thriller, thriller night
'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try
Girl, this is thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller,
Thriller here tonight

Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize your neighborhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell

I'm gonna thrill you tonight
(Thriller, thriller)
I'm gonna thrill you tonight
(Thriller night, thriller)
I'm gonna thrill you tonight
Ooh, babe, I'm gonna thrill you tonight
Thriller night, babe

The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller

Marilyn Manson - Putting Holes In Happiness

When I think of music associated with the creepy side of life I am drawn to the work of Marilyn Manson. I had the great fortune of attending a Manson gig this year over in the UK and I can't compliement the man and the band enough, it was proper good I tell thee!

Here's Marilyn Manson's "Putting Holes in Happiness" taken from the album "Eat Me, Drink Me".



Putting Holes in Happiness Lyrics:

The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep end of her skin.
Then, it seemed like a one car car wreck
But I knew it was a horrid tragedy.
Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear.

Blow out the candles
On all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry,
You're like a birthday.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.

Putting holes in happiness.
We'll paint the future black
If it needs any color.
My death sentence is a story
Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?
The romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde.
But the grass is greener here and
I can see all of your snakes.
You wear your ruins well
Please run away with me to hell.

Blow out the candles
On all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry,
You're like a birthday.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.

The Misfits - Dig Up Her Bones

Seeing as how this is the last week of September and 30 Days of Fright Year 3 starts really soon, I thought it'd be fun to have a little mood music, just to set the atmosphere ahead of the best annual Horror movie review series ever.

So, here's The Misfits with the song that got me into this particular band, taken from the album American Psycho, Dig Up Her Bones.




Dig Up Her Bones Lyrics:

Anything is what she is
Anywhere is where she's from
Anything is what she'll be
Anything as long as it's mine
And the door, it opens, is the way back in
Or is it the way back out

Anyplace is where she'll be
Anyplace, she'll see you from
Lies and secrets become your world
Any time, anywhere, she takes me away
And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose
That's been burnt by her son

Point me to the sky above
I can get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones

I have seen the demon's face
I have heard of her death place
I fall down on my knees in praise of the
Horrible things that took her away
And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose
That's been burnt by her son

Point me to the sky above
I can get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones

Point me to the sky above
I can get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones