Nocturnal Supremacy

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 only fray that bond
The dead would sing for me...

Twelth moon arose with ghostly voice
A poet's serenade
Her name a whisper 'pon my lips
And lo

song performed by Cradle Of Filth from V Empire (Or Dark Faerytales In Phallustein)
Added by Lucian Velea
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The Forest Whispers My Name

Black candles dance to an overture
But I am drawn past their flickering lure
To the breathing forest that surrounds the room
Where the vigilant trees push out of the womb

I sip the blood-red wine
My thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time
From knowledge drunk from the fountain of life
From Chaos born out of love and the scythe
The forest beckons with her nocturnal call
To pull me close amid the baying of wolves
Where the bindings of christ are downtrodden with scorn
In the dank

song performed by Cradle Of Filth from V Empire (Or Dark Faerytales In Phallustein)
Added by Lucian Velea
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