She Mourns A Lengthening Shadow
Cradle of Filth
Hasten to the bridal bed underneath the grave 'tis spread in darkness may our love be hid oblivion be our coverlid we may rest, and none forbid (written by Percy Bysshe Shelley)
Hasten to the bridal bed underneath the grave 'tis spread in darkness may our love be hid oblivion be our coverlid we may rest, and none forbid (written by Percy Bysshe Shelley)