Cradle Of Filth – Wester Vespertine lyrics

Today was spent in languor Drifting through the fold As midsummer vent its glamour In cobbled streets a thousandfold I bore cruelty from the sun The jewelry that it hung About me God it stung Like life’s betrayal Now shadows lengthening Hear the nightside sting The promise of delightful things to come Wester vespertine When