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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