The Black Goddess Rises

The Black Goddess Rises

Cradle Of Filth

Thee I Invoke, bornless one
All woman, pure predator
Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell
Like a seething fall from grace

Thou art pale hecate
Rising from thessaly

You’re in my dreams
The Darkness in my heart
The rapture in their screams
Black Goddess Rise

A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding

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