Tytuł: Noctrunal supramacy
- Wykonawca: Cradle Of Filth
- Wy¶wietleń: 422
Were wept upon Her grave
And shunned by stars above
In mortal life lurks my dismay
An Angel stole my heart
And Death took Her away
She sleeps beyond the grace of god
A dreaming beauty
If wishes could only fray that bond
The dead would sing for me...
Twelfth moon arose with ghostly voice
A poet's serenade
Her name a whisper 'pon my lips
And lo, Rorasa came
"Fear me not my grieving King
Funereal in breath
The secrets of the dark I know
And thus, we shall cheat Death"
My promises wrought though despondence that night
Have delivered me gifts from the grave
Rorasa enshadowed and eternal life
Never a Devil so vain
The Angel is fallen, for I thought her lost
And no heaven would silence the pain
Teach me these secrets, the sensual frost
Desire for warm blood again
Princess lay down thy florid cheek
In drunken splendour
Tonight rare regal fate has cast
The wolves among the sheep
Dark nature clasp my soul
Around Her throat mine arms enfold
To sleep, perchance to dream
And then.
