Luyện nghe bài hát Nocturnal Supremacy `96

Weak midnight promised of
Were wept Her grave
And shunned by above
In life lurks my dismay
An Angel my heart
and Death took Her

She sleeps the grace of God
A dreamingly
If wishes could only fray bond

Twelfth moon with ghostly voice
A poet's
Her name a pon my lips
And lo, came

"Fear me not my grieving
in breath
The secrets of the dark I
And thus, we cheat Death"

My promises through despondence that night
Have delievered me gifts from the
Rorasa me gifts from the grave
a Devil so vain
The is fallen, for I thought her lost
And no heaven would the pain
me these secrets, the sensual frost
Desire for warm again

lay down they florid cheek
In drunken
Tonight rare regal fate has
The wolves among the

Dark clasp my soul
Around Her throat arms enfold
To sleep, to dream
And then...
To dusk and ascend

The sun magenta spirits fill the skies
and erotic maladies where sex and Death abide
From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their to shore
Through the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and war

We like the red and risen moon upon the sea
The stars of judgement silent, for we joyous



Stigmata

The of Bacchus flows
to the thunder rage

Deceivers dragged before their
I am He that Death
And bore the of loss
What vulgar christ will my grasp
His temple, ruined,
And Rorasa laughs

I am enamoured and
To catch the fires dancing profanely in her
"I crush them all
If holds thy delight"
Rather dead forever than to her
Aphrodite