Текст (слова) песни: Cradle of Filth - The Raping Of Faith
Flowers lift your precious head to me I have come to her warm embrace The gentle touch of surreality A sweet kiss from beloved faith
The gardens swim with fervent life tonight I sense the beauty that waits for me there Dancing with the statues in the pale moonlight The velveret whisper at play with her hair
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