Luyện nghe bài hát Nocturnal Supremacy `96

Weak midnight of love
Were wept Her grave
And by stars above
In mortal lurks my dismay
An stole my heart
and Death Her away

She sleeps the grace of God
A beauty
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 shall Death"

My promises wrought through that night
Have me gifts from the grave
Rorasa me gifts from the grave
Never a so vain
The Angel is fallen, for I thought her
And no heaven would silence the
Teach me secrets, the sensual frost
Desire for warm again

Princess lay down florid cheek
In splendour
Tonight rare regal has cast
The wolves the sheep

Dark nature clasp my
Around Her throat mine enfold
To sleep, perchance to
And then...
To dusk and flesh

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

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



Stigmata

The of Bacchus flows
Listen to the thunder

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

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