hello there an welcome too my world my names danny an i absolutely love cradle of filth, i have been listening too them since i was a kid at 12 years old now im 20 an still loving every bit of thier music.
my lifes based on seeing them as much as i can before i die as inspiration from these gods of chillifed horror, i too behold a band within my grasp of every inch i look up too cradle of filth. i dontwant too immatate them as an exact copie just want too sound a bit like them im metal, hardcore,grindcore screamo, goth mixed illusion of so called perfect.
im 20 years young i go to college im a full time student have a full time job,
an well pretty much an all around down too earth guy XD i have an almost wonderfull life wonderful friends an my own gaming world of thee xbox 360 call of duty 4 modern warfare xbox live SGT SALAS play with me i bet you would have as much fun as i would have killing you an watching your blood splatter as i shoot you with my 50. caliber snipers rifle ;D anyways im danny


this is a lovely poem sung & covered by cradle of filth


I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime.
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time.
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows pole,
The sands of time for me are running low.

When the priest comes to read me the last rites,
Take a look through the bars at the last sight,
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me.

Can it be that there's some sort of error.
Hard to stop the surmounting terror.
Is it really the end, not some crazy dream.

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming,
It's not easy to stop from screaming,
The words escape me when I try to speak.
Tears they flow but why am I crying,
After all I'm not afraid of dying.
Don't I believe that there never is an end.

As the guards march me out to the courtyard,
Somebody cries from a cell "God be with you".
If there's a God then why has he let me die?

As I walk all my life drifts before me,
Though the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.

Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
Don't worry now that I have gone.
I've gone beyond to seek the truth.

So when you know that your time is close at hand.
Maybe then you'll begin to understand,
Life down here is just a strange illusion

Hallowed be thy name