Luyện nghe bài hát Nocturnal Supremacy `96

Weak midnight of love
Were upon Her grave
And shunned by stars
In mortal lurks my dismay
An Angel my heart
and took Her away

She beyond the grace of God
A beauty
If wishes could only fray that

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

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

My wrought through despondence that night
Have delievered me gifts the grave
Rorasa enshadowed me gifts from the
Never a so vain
The is fallen, for I thought her lost
And no heaven would the pain
Teach me secrets, the sensual frost
Desire for blood again

Princess lay down they florid
In splendour
rare regal fate has cast
The wolves among the

Dark nature my soul
Her throat mine arms enfold
To sleep, to dream
And then...
To and flesh ascend

The sun descends magenta fill the skies
and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death
From writhing tides where gothick weave their song to shore
the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and angels war

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



Stigmata

The wine of Bacchus
to the thunder rage

Deceivers dragged before cross
I am He that vanquished
And bore the of loss
vulgar christ will uprise my grasp
His temple, ruined,
And sweet Rorasa

I am and impradised
To catch the fires profanely in her eyes
"I crush them all
If holds thy delight"
Rather dead forever than to her
Nymph-lascvious