Cradle Of Filth
dream of wolves in the snow
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
and frozen stars that gild the forest floor
Through the swirling snow
Volkh's children come
to run with me, to hunt as one
to snatch the lambs of christ
from where they fall...
- :
- Hammer of the Witches
- Total Fucking Darkness
- The Manticore and Other Horrors
- Evermore Darkly
- Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa
- Thornography
- Nymphetamine
- Damnation And A Day
- Live Bait for the Dead
- Lovecraft & Witch Hearts
- Bitter Suites To Succubi
- Midian
- From The Cradle To Enslave
- Cruelty And The Beast
- Dusk... And Her Embrace
- The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh
- Dusk & Her Embrace
- Vempire Or Dark Faerytales In Phallustein
- Vempire
- Miscellaneous