Story about this misheard lyric by: Fuchsia

Sitting at my computer, blithely playing illegal downloads (not on there any more!), my little bro turned around from his repose at the Warhammer desk and asked in absolute sincerity: 'Cradle of Filth don'T sing in English, do they?' 'Brother Small, what else would they be singing in?' 'Oh. So they do. Only I thought it must have been Swahili or something - can't make out a single word this lady's singing about' 'Child, it's not a lady singing! That is Dani's own dulcet howls you've just insulted!' 'In that case, why's he singing about an a***?' 'What?!' 'Something something deaded hips and a***.' 'Reddened lips hold fast, thou raddle-pated child!' Needless to say, we shall be keeping Brother Small away from our cd collection, to avoid further hideous misunderstandings.