Nocturnal Supremacy `96 Lyrics - Cradle Of Filth

Weak midnight promised 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 dreamingly beauty 

If wishes could only fray that bond 

Twelfth moon arose with ghostly voice 

A poet's serenade 

Her name a whisper pon my lips 

And lo, Rorasa came 

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"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 delievered 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 

Princess lay down they florid cheek 

In drunken splendour 

Tonight rare regal fate has cast 

The wolves among the sheep 

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Dark nature clasp my soul 

Around Her throat mine arms enfold 

To sleep, perchance to dream 

And then... 

To dusk and flesh ascend 

The sun descends magenta spirits fill the skies 

and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide 

From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore 

Through the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and angels war 

We rule like the red and risen moon upon the sea 

The stars of judgement silent, for we share joyous 

Eternity 

Damnation 

Salvation 

Stigmata plague 

The wine of Bacchus flows 

Listen to the thunder rage 

Deceivers dragged before their cross 

I am He that vanquished Death 

And bore the sting of loss 

What vulgar christ will uprise my grasp 

His temple, ruined, burns 

And sweet Rorasa laughs 

I am enamoured and impradised 

To catch the fires dancing profanely in her eyes 

"I will crush them all 

If this holds thy delight" 

Rather dead forever than to lose her 

Nymph-lascvious Aphrodite