艺人:Cradle of Filth
专辑:The Principle of Evil Made Flesh
作词:Cradle of Filth
作曲:Cradle of Filth
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
to run with me, to hunt as one
to snatch the lambs of christ
from where they fall...