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Nocturnal Supremacy ’96 - Cradle of Filth
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Nocturnal Supremacy ’96 Cradle of Filth

Nocturnal Supremacy ’96 - Cradle of Filth
Weak midnight promises of love
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 but fray that bond
The dead would sing for me

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
Funeral in breath
The secrets of the dark I know
And thus, we shall cheat Death"

My promises wrought through despondence that night
Have delivered me gifts from the grave
Rorasa enshadowed me gifts from the grave
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
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