Cradle of Sufferance - Nightland

Yearning for new life

So gentle and feeble

You’re innate will of procreation

A cruel conviction to pain

You will never see the light

Death impending before that life starts

As a nightmare coming before you close your eyes

No redemption for the cold soul of a sinner

When the sinner is mother of an impure desire

Night falls hiding the smile of a red moon

That has seen this unholy madness

Filling with emptiness her cradle of sufferance

Evil can be only the son of evil

What’s born from a corrupted will

Deserve not merciful hate

But the cruel illusion of love

Nightmare coming before you close your eyes

No redemption for the cold soul of a sinner

When the sinner is mother of an impure desire

Night falls hiding the smile of a red moon

That has seen this unholy madness

Filling with emptiness her cradle of sufferance

Night falls hiding the smile of a red moon

That has seen this unholy madness

Filling with emptiness her cradle of sufferance

Death impending before that life starts

As a nightmare coming before you close your eyes

No redemption for the cold soul of a sinner

When the sinner is mother of an impure desire

Night falls hiding the smile of a red moon

That has seen this unholy madness

Filling with emptiness her cradle of sufferance