they make May dreams be brought that I might reach... the gentle strains of midnight speech and frozen stars that gild the forest floor Through the swirling snow
make May dreams be brought That I might reach The gentle strains Of midnight speech And frozen stars That gild the forest floor Through the swirling snow
make May dreams be brought that I might reach... the gentle strains of midnight speech and frozen stars that gild the forest floor Through the swirling snow
Traduzione: Cradle Of Filth. A Dream Of Wolves In The Snow.
throat Awakening, pulled from the tomb Her spirit freed eclipsed the moon That She outshone as a fallen star A regal ornament from a far flung nebular
in the deep woods When cold festal stars aligned A lurid moon looms; phosphorent, evil Yesod vested in despotic upheaval Silvering wolves that scarlet forest snow