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
Tulkojums: Cradle Of Filth. Nakts augstākā vara [soundcheck Ierakstīšana].
: 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