Cradle of Filth - Nocturnal Supremacy lyrics

Weak midnight promises of love<br>Were wept upon her grave<br>And shunned by stars above<br>In mortal life lurks my dismay<br>An angel stole my heart<br>And death took her away<br><br>She sleeps beyond the grace of god<br>A dreaming beauty<br>If wishes could only fray that bond<br>The dead would sing for me...<br><br>Twelfth moon arose with ghostly voice<br>A poet's serenade<br>Her name a whisper 'pon my lips<br>And lo, rorasa came<br><br>'fear me not my grieving king<br>Funereal in breath<br>The secrets of the dark I know<br>And thus, we shall cheat death'<br><br>My promises wrought though despondence that night<br>Have delivered me gifts from the grave<br>Rorasa enshadowed and eternal life<br>Never a devil so vain<br>The angel is fallen, for I thought her lost<br>And no heaven would silence the pain<br>Teach me these secrets, the sensual frost<br>Desire for warm blood again<br><br>Princess lay down thy florid cheek<br>In drunken splendour<br>Tonight rare regal fate has cast<br>The wolves among the sheep<br><br>Dark nature clasp my soul<br>Around her throat mine arms enfold<br>To sleep, perchance to dream<br>And then...<br>To dusk and flesh ascend<br><br>The sun descends, magenta spirits fill the skies<br>And wreak erotic maladies where sex and death abide<br>From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore<br>Through the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and angels war<br>As phantoms we have fled the basilisk of day<br>To rise as phoenix taloned, nightly taking prey<br><br>We rule like the red and risen moon upon the sea<br>The stars of judgement silent, for we share joyous<br>Eternity<br>Damnation<br>Salvation<br>Stigmata plague<br><br>The wine of bacchus flows<br>Listen to the thunder rage<br><br>Deceivers dragged before their cross<br>I am he that vanquished death<br>And bore the sting of loss<br>What vulgar christ will unprise my grasp? <br>His temple, ruined, burns<br>And sweet rorasa laughs<br><br>I am enamoured and imparadised<br>To catch the fires dancing profanely in her eyes<br>'i will crush them all<br>If this holds thy delight'<br>Rather dead forever than to lose her<br>Nymph-lascivious aphrodite