Cradle Of Filth. I Raped The Virgin Mary And Hung The Bastard Christ. Dusk And Her Embrace. Cradle Of Filth. I Raped The Virgin Mary And Hung The Bastard Christ. Dusk And Her Embrace.
... Lo! The pale moonlight Weaves a poetic spell of vital death and decline Of mist and moth and the hunger inside Kisses took to fever and the fever, demise
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