Artist：cradle of filth
Songs Title：nocturnal supremacy

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 took her away

She sleeps beyond the grace of God

And bore the sting of loss
What vulgar Christ will unprise my grasp?
His temple, ruined, burns
And sweet Rorasa laughs
I am enamoured and imparadised

To catch the fires dancing profanely in her eyes
I will crush them all

If this holds thy delight
Rather dead forever than to lose her
Nymph-lascivious Aphrodite
Aphrodite