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Cradle Of Filth Live In Berlin 95

When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake And the mists steal in with ease Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes In adoration of the moon

Black candles dance to an overture but I am drawn past their flickering lure to the breathing forest that surrounds the room where the vigilant trees

From the primeval mass let precious chaos vent Sacred flesh drenched in fornication beloved by Set may the winds gather her together from the secrets

Oh, listen to them The children of the night What sweet music they make May dreams be brought that I might reach... the gentle strains of midnight speech

Through acrid clouds of summer flies the garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams clawing at the grave of the dead nazarene

: When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake And the mists steal in with ease Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes In adoration of the moon

: Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea A jewel more radiant than the moon Lowered Her mask to me The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire Would

: Weak midnight promises of love Were wept upon Her grave And shunned by stars above In mortal life lurks my dismay An Angel stole my heart and Death

: Through acrid clouds of summer flies the garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams clawing at the grave of the dead