Video: Cradle of Filth - The Promise of Fever (Live in Milan 2003)

Lyrics: The Promise Of Fever In the beginning Rimmed with wind and storm A great black wrath of infinite math Spat snarling into form And there was Heaven Lit up with precious stones Each one could fall but for the rule Of Faith and love and stronger thrones And therein rose vast wonders Affections to be seen Fathered from the plundered Reflections of a dream Fogging into nightmare For him whose place was set With wayward stars that absent, marred All creation with their theft In the beginning Bewinged and ringed with [...]