Luyện nghe bài hát Nocturnal Supremacy `96

Weak midnight of love
wept upon Her grave
And shunned by above
In mortal life my dismay
An Angel stole my
and Death Her away

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

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

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

My promises wrought through despondence night
Have delievered me gifts the grave
Rorasa enshadowed me from the grave
a Devil so vain
The Angel is fallen, for I her lost
And no would silence the pain
Teach me these secrets, the sensual
Desire for warm again

Princess lay down they cheek
In drunken
rare regal fate has cast
The wolves the sheep

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

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

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



Stigmata

The of Bacchus flows
to the thunder rage

Deceivers dragged their cross
I am He that Death
And the sting of loss
What vulgar will uprise my grasp
His temple, ruined,
And sweet Rorasa

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