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CRADLE OF FILTH LYRICS

album: "The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh" (1994)


Darkness Our Bride (Jugular Wedding) The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh The Forest Whispers My Name Iscariot The Black Goddess Rises One Final Graven Kiss A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding To Eve The Art Of Witchcraft Of Mist And Midnight Skies In Secret Love We Drown A Dream Of Wolves In The Snow Summer Dying Fast Imperium Tenebrarum

album: "Dusk And Her Embrace" (1996)


Humana Inspired To Nightmare Heaven Torn Asunder Funeral In Carpathia A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil's Whore) Noctumal Supremacy '96 Malice Through The Looking Glass Dusk And Her Embrace The Graveyard By Moonlight Beauty Slept In Sodom Haunted Shores

album: "V Empire Or Dark Faerytales In Phallustein" (1996)


Ebony Dressed For Sunset The Forest Whispers My Name Queen Of Winter, Throned Nocturnal Supremacy She Mourns A Lengthening Shadow The Rape And Ruin Of Angels (Hosannas In Extremis)

album: "Cruelty And The Beast" (1998)


Once Upon Atrocity Thirteen Autumns And A Widow Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids Beneath The Howling Stars Venus In Fear Desire In Violent Overture The Twisted Nails Of Faith Bathory Aria Portrait Of The Dead Countess Lustmord And Wargasm (The Lick Of Carnivorous Winds) Lustmord And Wargasm (The Relicking Of Cadaverous Wounds)

Black Metal Hallowed Be Thy Name (Shallow Be Thy Grave) Sodomy And Lust

album: "From The Cradle To Enslave" (1999)


From The Cradle To Enslave Of Dark Blood And Fucking Death Comes Ripping Sleepless Perverts Church (From The Cradle To Deprave) Funeral In Carpathia (Be Quick Or Be Dead Version) Dawn Of Eternity

album: "Midian" (2000)


At The Gates Of Midian Cthulhu Dawn Saffron's Curse Death Magick For Adepts Lord Abortion Amor E Morte Creatures That Kissed In Cold Mirrors Her Ghost In The Fog Satanic Mantra Tearing The Veil From Grace Tortured Soul Asylum For Those Who Died

album: "Bitter Suites To Succubi" (2001)


Sin Deep My Wicked Angel All Hope In Eclipse Born In A Burial Gown Summer Dying Fast No Time To Cry The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh Suicide And Other Comforts Dinner At Deviant's Palace The Black Goddess Rises II Scorched Earth Erotica

album: "Damnation And A Day" (2003)


A Bruise Upon The Silent Moon The Promise Of Fever Hurt And Virtue An Enemy Led The Tempest Damned In Any Language (A Plague On Words) Better To Reign In Hell Serpent Tongue Carrion The Mordant Liquor Of Tears Presents From The Poison-Hearted

Doberman Pharaoh Babalon A.D. (So Glad For The Madness) A Scarlet Witch Lit The Season Mannequin Thank God For The Suffering The Smoke Of Her Burning End Of Daze

album: "Nymphetamine" (2004)


Satyriasis Gilded Cunt Nemesis Gabrielle Absinthe With Faust Nymphetamine (Overdose) Painting Flowers White Never Suited My Palette Medusa And Hemlock Coffin Fodder English Fire Filthy Little Secret Swansong For A Raven Mother Of Abominations Nymphetamine (Fix) Bestial Lust Devil Woman Soft White Throat Bestial Lust (Bitch) Prey Nymphetamine (Deva-Fix) Mr. Crowley

album: "Thornography" (2006)


Under Pregnant Skies She Comes Alive Like Miss Leviathan Dirge Inferno Tonight In Flames Libertina Grimm The Byronic Man I Am The Thorn Cemetery And Sundown Lovesick For Mina The Foetus Of A New Day Kicking Rise Of The Pentagram Under Huntress Moon Temptation HW2 Murder In The Thirst The Snake-Eyed And The Venomous Halloween II Courting Baphomet

Stay Devil To The Metal

album: "Godspeed On The Devil's Thunder" (2008)


In Grandeur And Frankincense Devilment Stirs Shat Out Of Hell The Death Of Love The 13th Caesar Tiffauges Tragic Kingdom Sweetest Maleficia Honey And Sulphur Midnight Shadows Crawl To Darken Counsel With Life Darkness Incarnate Ten Leagues Beneath Contempt Godspeed On The Devil's Thunder Corpseflower Balsamic And Anathema A Thousand Hands On The Maid Of Ruin Into The Crypt Of Rays Devil To The Metal Courting Baphomet The Love Of Death (Remix) The Death Of Love (Demo) The 13th Caesar (Demo) Dirge Inferno (Live) Dusk And Her Embrace (live)

album: "Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa" (2010)


The Cult Of Venus Aversa One Foul Step From The Abyss The Nun With The Astrail Habit Retreat Of The Sacred Heart The Persecution Song Deceiving Eyes Lilith Immaculate The Spawn Of Love And War Harlot On A Pedestal Forgive Me Father (I Have Sinned) Beyond Eleventh Hour Beast Of Extermination Truth And Agony Adest Rosa Secreta Eros Mistress From The Sucking Pit Behind The Jagged Mountains The Cult Of Venus Aversa (Demo) The Nun With The Astral Habit (Demo) Deceiving Eyes (Demo)

EP: "Evermore Darkly" (2011)


Transmission From Hell Thank Your Lucky Scars Forgive Me Father (I Have Sinned) - Elder Version Lilith Immaculate (Extended Length) The Persecution Song - Elder Version Forgive Me Father (I'm In A Trance) The Spawn Of Love And War - Elder Version Summer Dying Fast ("Midnight In The Labyrinth" Breadcrumb Trail)

album: "The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh" (1994)

1. Darkness Our Bride (Jugular Wedding)


[spoken:] Agios o Satanas.

2. The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh


From the primeval mass Let precious chaos vent Sacred flesh drenched in fornication Beloved by Set May the winds gather her together From the secrets of men After thousands of years of terrifying silence She comes again (All Destroyer) The abolition of the yeshua begins... Shattered are the icons of the worthless The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogs World without end Cherish the lissome wants of pernicious evil Dusk in her eyes Torn bloody weeping skies Darkness will hasten to devour And the weak will flee or die

Sie sind es die sich An der Liebe festhalten Fr immer betend auf knien Vor der finsteren gttin I slay the lamb in the fervour of thine Abandonment unto Our Lady With a quenchless thirst for the infinite For Her that exists beyond all knowledge Storming from tired centuries Under the glare of a waxing death-moon Terrible beauty of love severed Rip the baby from the virginal womb The blood of Jesus Is the wine of the dead And the drunken angels Bleed with incest The Liliot suckle on Her fruitful breasts And yield the swords that sever and stain There will be no act or passion wrought That shall not be attributed to Her names To the name of Baphomet... Artemis, Bastet, Astarte I yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising "Weltmacht oder Niedergang"

3. The Forest Whispers My Name


Black candles dance to an overture But I am drawn past their flickering lure To the breathing forest that surrounds the room Where the vigilant trees push out of the womb I sip the blood-red wine My thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time From knowledge drunk from the fountain of life From Chaos born out of love and the scythe The forest beckons with her nocturnal call To pull me close amid the baying of wolves

Where the bindings of Christ are down-trodden with scorn In the dark, odiferous earth We embrace like two lovers at death A monument to the trapping of breath As restriction is bled from the veins of my neck To drop roses on my marbled breast I lust for the wind and the flurry of leaves And the perfume of flesh on the murderous breeze To learn from the dark and the voices between This is my will... The forest whispers my name... again and again The forest whispers my name... I walk the path To the land of the Dark Immortals Where the hungry ones will carry my soul As the wild hunt careers through the boughs Come to me, my Pale Enchantress In the moon of the woods we kiss Artemis be near me In the arms of the ancient oak Where daylight hangs by a lunar noose And the horned, hidden one is re-invoked The principle of Evil Evolution has been recalled Beneath the spread of a Magickal Aeon I stand enthralled ...In the whispering forest

4. Iscariot

5. The Black Goddess Rises


Thee I invoke, bornless one All woman, pure predator Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell

Like a seething fall from grace Thee I worship... Thou art darkest Gabrielle Lilith who rode the steed Thou art pale Hecate Rising from Thessaly Crush their unworthy idols No church shall bar our path Seductive Evil, drink your fill Of the bleeding Christ in your arms You are in my dreams The darkness in my eyes The rapture in my screams Black Goddess arise Nothing will keep us apart We could kill them all If our desire tore free Our union is one, sweet, sinful Eve And the night draws in beside her As we embrace the dark side by side I pour my soul to those eyes full of fire To harvest the seed ploughed inside her Archangel, snare the flesh Suck dry the ebbing wound Leave them lifeless and broken My beloved... Oh, how I have craved for you You so pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winter Am I to bleed myself dry just to see your delight? And the fear retreats forever (Come to me... Black Goddess arise) When my secrets are buried in thine (Come to me... Black Goddess arise) Under seven stars we came together (Come to me... Black Goddess arise) To plot the new age's decline (Come to me... ARISE!) Ishtar my Queen Come forth to me And help me seize

My future from the House of Death That in the release of immortality I should slay their fucking Nazarene Ah... the lies... the jew... I kill for you Hidden lusts will break the gates and swarm As love secretes the thrill for war The virgin raped shall seek to whore She-wolf bare your snarling jaw "Caught in thy net of shadows, What dreams hast thou to show? Who treads the silent meadows, To worship thee below?" [Traditional]

6. One Final Graven Kiss

7. A Crescendo Of Passion Bleeding


Spells lay daggers before me Passion speaks in grue vehement stabs Trance my eyes, fix my focus to pain The tumour grows until the enemy is slain (Gut The Church) Slightless storm Knee-deep in hate I seeth My purpose here has woken to breath Total war on the brethren of Men Millions regardless Dying by my hand A Black Age Of Fire Brief in its vicious eloquence Removing the dross Love will arise from the ashes of your loss Then and only then

Will the pleasure of Eden be mine And the sinews of life itself will be tied In the very veins of my bloodline And their tears taste like wine... I will rule as a king And the Goddess will sit as my guiding Queen In the glory of the earth our crowns are studded With the jewels of blasphemy The blood is the life! I seek to evoke a new order in Man A flood of compulsion to resurrect Khem The lion is vexed to uproot and descend Chaos my steed in the thick, clinging dust Tempering weapons of criminal lust I hold sway from the East to fulfill prophecies Thinning the cause as fresh cells to disease The blood is the life! Even the moon will not lend thee her light The darkness serves will to snuff out human life That I might reclaim the world as my right I kill without scruple or silent regret In haunts of the sinister lunar aspect For I am the pleasure that comes from your pain Tiny red miracles falling like... rain The incessant pall of death surrounds me But this is not the part of me that wishes to breed There will be no dread thereafter The mysteries I reveal unto thee I stir the hearts of the wisest By the fools I will always be feared My Kingdom feeds off their slaughter... A crescendo of passion bleeding... On the pale reflection of dawn Devour The Sun "The Great Man of his time Is He who expresses The Will of his time; Who tells his time what it wills;

And who carries it out" [Hegel]

8. To Eve The Art Of Witchcraft


Crawl in awful stealth to me Forever a voyeur I've been Nocturnal Goddess of the Moon So she comes, unseen Thus (Uzza and Azel) speak The burning seed, is thrust in Eve And yearning keeps me, captive of desire Make me as a flower that grows Forever in your throne That I might pollinate the world With darkness as your own Embrace me in spellbinding eyes The fire of life that never dies Tear deeper through my paper wounds And never leave inside Love shall consume and bathe the Lady Whom I worship and ride thereon She will greet me as a serpent In her dark, secret Eden And I will always want For her witchcraft is Desire... (Desire...) My soul is poisoned from within... I crawl with languid guilt to thee Forever flushed in sin Lamia, latria I give My soul is poisoned from within Wisdom breeds, fecundity And her cunt she feeds, to fulfill her desire To Eve I cum... Sevenfold my passion wrought To ransack Eden, and to taste the whore

I cling beyond her sabled court She is a gateway, to that darkness lost (Now dream...) I am the gentle stream That trickles through the summer glades Of ever green peace Therefore we will drink my sleep and dream I am the bleeding sky, The snatching wind of war Blowing through the savage garden My crown is fire, the erotic sinews of lust Like strings to be pulled, and cut I will make my puppets dance The men will bow down before me To take my flesh as lucid thoughts Of dark, unbridled lust I am all these things and more Thus I await you, nemesis of restraint The code of life, and the bride of evil itself Oh, the fevered need for Her When greed and lust are sharpened in that one desire The all-consuming fire Reveal to me your mysteries, Witch The tree is plundered but I have the seed To be sown in thee "Mon sortilege a ete le pouvoir qui diovent Avoir les ames fortes sur les espirits faibles" [Leonora Galigai]

9. Of Mist And Midnight Skies


We, the nocturnal few Bound by other laws To the service of the enemies of god Are silent and hidden Yet our exquisite fire burns on Poised to engulf... Tie a man to his god He may not walk for fear Of falling foul to temptation

Where once faith stood her ground Renounce the guilt, ignite the flame Cast the fetid virgin back from where she came Drink deep of the promise in my eyes... Of mist and midnight skies I drown in fathomless dreams And in the reeking mire of virtue scream I yearn to sell my very soul (And you shall For none so dark & sinister Will arise to embrace the Arts) Do What Thou Wilt Until the stones in my heart stand still Regardless of the cost to your repugnant god The last May frost may blight the crops And will never be ascribed to be heavenly dog Or nature, but infernal tasks... "By your cursings and imprecations You wrong both Man & beast By whatever whim you serve Of the Devil your leige" Tie belief to the trinity, and seven ways Will be wrought to condemn thee Conspiring to cull the pagan ways Twist back their lies, personify their needs The war begins by Satanic decree If Evil we be, we will our lives... To mist and midnight skies (I will avenge the deaths of a thousand burning children) Be bound to a covenant with us in our hellish league And bring the host of the Nazarene to their knees Breath the life of an entity never-born Darkness now descend in raven form The words, the burning rasp, vibrate the cosmic thread Arcturus is risen Queen, hold forth the severed head to me I pour my lovelorn kisses at your feet Raper of all my worldly enemies Lycanthropy, please poison me Send acausal instincts crawling my brain Take me, Mistress, until perversion is fed Dark Magick pleasures weaved under the jewelled moon-head

The cross-stick will fade when the usurper hangs For now we congregate where once my angel sang That night they came and took her away from me I lost the woman I loved and I learned how to curse And to spit in the face of their... "god" We will ride again In the midnight skies

10. In Secret Love We Drown

11. A Dream Of Wolves In The Snow


"Oh, listen to them The children of the night What sweet music they make" [From Bram Stoker's "Dracula" (1897)] 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 Volkh's children come To run with me, to hunt as one To snatch the lambs of Christ From where they fall...

12. Summer Dying Fast


Through acrid clouds of summer flies The garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing at the grave of the dead Nazarene I watch the storm approaching The darkness calls my name The trees are growing restless

They feel the season change Their fruit has putrified Forbidden once and bound to die The thread of life lies severed On the brink of paradise Grinning winds of hate unfurled Dash towers tall that grip the sun Talons stretch her veil Reclamation, our time has come... Autumn spreads its golden wings And lays the path for those unseen A tangled web of evil spun at last... Winter spawn from barren thighs To readdress, to slay the blind And throw the reins untethered to the skies They pray to the full moon rising Diana moving with such infinite grace Wrapped alone in a blanket of nightfall How many secrets can they read by your face? Will they know of majesty Of beauty held in dream-dead sleep And scarlet seas that bleed the frozen shores? Will their "god" of bridled love Assuage our rule from planes above Or shrink in fear from Chaos roused for war? WAR! Wrest askew the nails That have held you, lurking deep September prayers are waning Burn the shrines of fettered sheep Spearhead the insurrection Of a world that seeks no end "We are what we are, what we shall be, again..." Appear; draped in terror To the comfort of your kin Stain the milky sunset red And let the others in... Summer's dying...

13. Imperium Tenebrarum


Swords in hand at the bloody fields of history We rend our blades through dogma and humility Carve the future according to our will Set worlds ablaze with our seething fire Let you all acknowledge that we are here As masters to rule this failing humanity Our beings formed in rage and defiance With strength to trample the weak and the foolish And so we march with burning brands Temples of flame on our path to glory

album: "Dusk And Her Embrace" (1996)

1. Humana Inspired To Nightmare


[Instrumental]

2. Heaven Torn Asunder


Rise, ablaze, libidinous Devildom voyeurs Ascend to smother the light Nascent aeons confer.... Chaos is spat From the black eternal sea Serrated mountains of mad shadows Carving towards misdeed Stormchoirs gather A pestilential hiss Sunset evokes Luciferian fire The skies are ruptured like a knifed orifice Supernal vestments hang tattered Cathedrals shriek to pulpit oratory Invasions scale Babel's ivory towers Poised to sodomise a world upon it's knees (Victory spent Breathe deep benighted scent)

We are as a flame born unto the darkness Desires burning in palatial glades And virtues once aloof, now worming beneath us Shalt see their children, pleasuring as slaves.... Attack! Wreak atrocities on those we have despised Judgements be riven, from the skies Darkness empower let us master prophecy Fulfilling destiny - the promised fever Bedizens eyes paralysed with blasphemy Written in flesh across the howling ether Artemis Spread the bliss of this Lupercalia With stars erased, throw wide the gates The infidel soon unmasks her face Neath silken shroud she waxes horn Sharpened to skewer dawn.... I am as a plague, born to the priestess The secret amour of her archangelic rape Jaded-eyed when my lovers, possessed Screamed out their agonies, upon the stake "The most August sorcerers of Hades Darkly seized for me a throne And the upraised scythe so terribly scribed Vengeance in Jesuit blood on stone From this ransacked celestial temple I hold the prophet's severed head unto all nations" Tremble before us Lords of the star-veiled red sepulchres Rushing deathwards, our Tartarean fires Kindle pandemonia to furnace the earth "Our voices are opened graves Through which the never-dead escape" From dank, abyssic dream Pursuing ascendancy.... The enemy has held three seasons Imparadised, whilst we writhed

To psycho-dramas penned by aerial decree Now freed to plunder.... Heaven torn asunder

3. Funeral In Carpathia
Candelabra snuffed prey - silhouette wedded Nightfall take my hand Seduce me with silky timbred limbs Grant me thy dark command Over the peaks framing tapestries Of thick forest, dusk has filled With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill Lucretia is my love in vein When thy tears bleed sweeter Thank the midsummer rain? Bewinged, infested belfries Toll o'er the sobbing throng A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes Whipped and welted neath the barbed windsong.... (in saddean paradise Ancestral legacies linger on....) I am He The crowned and conquering darkness Satan robed in ecumenical filth Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of sylph This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep Enbroided by these words Malaresia scribed.... "Beauty slept and angels wept For Her immortal soul In this repose, all evil chose To claim her for their very own" Carpathia The pleasured dead speak of her In necromantic tongue

When ambered daylights are done Masterbating in their graves On her zenith to come.... This catafalque night when awed stars report Their absence from the heavenly brow Crippled seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts Whilsts the cloaked maelstrom resounds throughout "How the storm it fulfills My heart though unhealed Celestial knifes ebonied And wild woods thrill Yet far fiercer still Her lustre eviscerates me" Carpathia Priapic lovers twist in concert with Her Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates The path towards the castle weary innocence takes I rule as Master here Where feral hordes impart my temper Love sank wounded when I, betrayed saw death etch cruelly, upon my lineage "Usher the spite seething Draconist And commit this world to thy ancient sovereignty" Erunescent veil descend Psalmed sunset thus portends And laid to rest, I now am blessed With this darkness.... Forever more Supreme Vampiric Evil

4. A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil's Whore)


Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea A jewel more radiant than the moon Lowered Her mask to me The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire Would marvel at making their Queen Infusing the air with Her fragrant desire

And my heart reeled with grave poetry.... From grace I fell in love with Her Scent and feline lure And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest "Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night She lulled me away from the rich masquerade And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight" Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me? Her icy kiss fervoured my neck Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach In a whirl of sweet voices and statues That phantomed the dying trees This debauched seductress in black, took me.... In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn I tore free of my sleep - sepulchre On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn Lamented the spectre of Her Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete I hungered for past overtures The curse of unrest and her ardent caress Came much more than my soul could endure.... I, at once endeavoured to see Her again Stirring from midnight's inertia Knowing not even her name On a thin precipice over carnal abyss I danced like a blind acolyte Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine Suffused with the perfume of night For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds In vain that we might meet When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued I sought refuge in a cemeterty Sleep, usher dreams Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether Mistress of the dark I now know what thou art Screams haunt my sleep Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together Lamia and Lemures Spawned thee leche To snare my flesh

Portrait of the Dead Countess Deep stained pain that I had dreamt Flaunted demise, life's punishment Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb.... But poised nectar within my stirs Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette "Fleeting, enshadowed Thou art privy to my sin Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict The cruel daylights upon my skin? Dost thou not want to worship me With crimson sacrifice So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss And weep with new-found life?" Red roses for the Devil's whore.... Dark angels taste my tears And whisper haunting requiems Softly to mine ear Need-fires have lured abominations here.... Nocturnal pulse My veins spill forth their waters Rent by lips I cherish most Awash on her perfidious shores Where drowning umbra o'er the stars Ebon's graves where lovers whore Like seraphim and Nahemah "Nahemah" Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest Blind reason against thee, Enchantress For I must know, art thou not death? My heart echoes bloodless and incensed.... Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry Did not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me? On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled company

As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves UNder horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet Enrobed in Death's shadow like a swifter silhouette....

5. Noctumal Supremacy '96


[This is an extra track on the Digipack] Weak midnight promises of love Were wept upon Her grave And shunned by stars above In mortal life lurks my dismay An Angel stole my heart and Death took Her away She sleeps beyond the grace of god A dreaming beauty If wishes could only fray that bond The dead would sing for me.... Twelfth moon arose with ghostly voice A poet's serenade Her name a whisper 'pon my lips And lo, Rorasa came "Fear me not my grieving King Funereal in breath The secrets of the dark I know And thus, we shall cheat Death" My promises wrought though despondence that night Have delivered me gifts from the grave Rorasa enshadowed and eternal life Never a Devil so vain The Angel is fallen, for I thought her lost And no heaven would silence the pain Teach me these secrets, the sensual frost Desire for warm blood again Princess lay down thy florid cheek In drunken splendour Tonight rare regal fate has cast The wolves among the sheep

Dark nature clasp my soul Around Her throat mine arms enfold To sleep, perchance to dream And then.... To dusk and flesh ascend The Sun descends, magenta spirits fill the skies and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore Through the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and angels war We rule like the red and risen moon upon the sea The stars of judgement silent, for we share joyous Eternity Damnation Salvation Stigmata plague The wine of Bacchus flows Listen to the thunder rage Deceivers dragged before their cross I am He that vanquished Death And bore the sting of loss What vulgar christ will unprise my grasp? His temple, ruined, burns And sweet Rorasa laughs I am enamoured and imparadised To catch the fires dancing profanely in her eyes "I will crush them all If this holds thy delight" Rather dead forever than to lose her Nymph-lascivious Aphrodite

6. Malice Through The Looking Glass


Take away the wine For restlessness plagues me.... I am assailed by a spectre profounder Than hatred and grief or the sum of their hideous crime I shalt suffer this confessional mime Awaiting the sun to set, crimsoning seas

Only once it is dark doth my misery cease She died to a sky dressed in flame Eyes full of curses for her killers by choice Who fell to their god o'er her vision and voice "I am as dusk come to ravish the light" Steal me from their stares and mute christ into night "I will answer thy prayers" If thou Wouldst drink of my life.... Encroaching evening skies Die with such tragedy And those interred in cold graves Dwell on pleasures to be In deep hysteria Where our legend still breathes Through sweet death and thereafter Sweeping nightmares.... shalt feed

7. Dusk And Her Embrace


When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake And the mists steal in with ease Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes In adoration of the moon and thee "They call as I to thee...." And I will come, as if in dream My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen Of vengeful, ancient breed Gilded with the pelts of many enemies Erishkigal, raven-haired Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair I can taste thy scent by candlelight Legs of porcelain traced and laced to their lair Appease the beast on spattered sheets Dyed unearthly red as sobriety weeps Nocternity.... She shall come for me A black velvet painting sprung to elegant life Like a poignant Madonna perverted to night And I have ridden from the westerning light

To expend my lust Tear away the funereal dress Know that I will escape from my death Surrendered to the splendour of her sharpened caress Lo! The pale moonlight Weaves a poetic spell of vital death and decline Of mist and moth and the hunger inside Kisses took to fever and the fever, demise "Through twilight, darkness and moonrise My scarlet tears will run As stolen blood and whispered love Of fantasies undone" Countess swathed in ebony And snow-white balletic grace Rouge-filmed lips procure the wish For lust and her disgrace Dusk and her embrace We shall flit through the shadows Like a dream of (were)wolves in the snow Under deadly nightshade Still warmed with the kill's afterglow Beneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me (Beneath the stars taste the death in me) Bequeath to me thy fiery kiss To sever thin mortality Elizabeth My heart is thine Thy fragrant words Warm within like wine.... "Let me come to thee With eyes like Asphodel Moon-glancing, loose desires free To writhe under my spell" Ereshkigal, raven-haired Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair I know thy scent by candlelight Immortal flesh I yearn to share Appease the beast on spattered sheets Dyed malefic red as sobriety weeps Nocternity She shall come for me....

Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubus How the full embosomed fog Imparts the night to us....

8. The Graveyard By Moonlight

9. Beauty Slept In Sodom


Death, spirit me away My anguished soul doth strain On taut and twisted reins Yet, insatiate I still remain Like a proud, unfalled star That dares thee from afar To calm my thund'rous heart Else, rend it's knots apart So I may never sing Of jewelled skies o'er my strings And love, a wanton thing Can plunge on burnt, black wings To hang amid the thorns In scarlet, like velvet worn About the clouded moon Who wanes in solitude.... I am alone Thirsting for the dark That lurks beneath marbled stone What black witchcraft Shalt prise thee from thy dreams And what perverse world-strategy Will wend it's way with thee from sleep? "Rouse my disease And with cadent naked dance I shalt teach Thee wisdom of darkness From earth and red sea Lightbearing Samael Coalesce with me...."

Twilight Through pagan city gates Bred shadows play like twining snake By candlelight Thanateros rites Death seduced and chaos wakes.... Obsession grips, blindragon fever In throes of scythed orgasm, Eros dies And Saturn rapes faith's lovelorn Diva Upon a cyprean altar, stripped bare for sacrifice Virtue births a demon Pandora's box, unhinged, sets loose the night Winged lilith born for want of Eden Fanning plumes of harlotry Like pearls before the desert swine The skies, they darken And the oceans part Storm forth indignant Kraken Reborn Venus as thou art Feasting at my banquet Of Saturnalia I call thee having wrestled The tides from lonely Diana "For thee Endymion I forsake the cerements of this star-flung tomb" Be-with-us come Unveil the ancient flame Throw the cats our enemies Desire's menstrual strain Eastern Devil eyes A cruel erotic plague The Shekhina is in exile And the Israelites enslaved to shame Midnight Jerusalem A tenebrous phantasy Revelates to men Their celestial walls crumble When walks the Xul Born to the scarlet whore in Babylon The centuries of wait have all but gone Behold dark beauty stirs to conquer on and on

Now worship Everything

10. Haunted Shores


Herodias and I have led a phantom cavalcade Through veiled and pagan history where superstitions reigned And Christendom sought to pervert, but poets of my name Sang of penumbral victories that sorcery had claimed The Graal and mighty Caliburn as votive offerings To an England rearisen under vast majestic wings These are the shores whereto my soul Blood drenched and unredeemed Shalt seek solace in secrets told Through the whispers of a dream From the woods Pendragon-born, I rose Arcturius A proud, audacious King mantled in the vehemence of lust Death and destiny undaunted me, I drew a throne divided In awe of the glorious battles won, my dark Goddess provided Then treachery, a wingless beast, came crawling to my court And now I lie at cursed Camlann, from wounds a traitor wrought I fear the Augean light is sweeping through Camelot How bittersweet my triumphs seem, now Autumnal leaves succumb to frost Morganna art thou near me? Languid, I wend my path to grave Cast my sword to the sulphyd grasp Of the naiad neath the silvered lake When waters stirred lay silent Mistress let the mists descend Thy tears cannot thaw Death's cold heart His sombre gaze defies legend More so than thine, else thy dew-lidded eyes Art for the Banshees song Or our souls entwined like vein upon The haunted shores of Avalon The haunted shores of Avalon Bury me in velvet dream Lest I unduly wake

And seek to reconcile my thirst With the cowardly tailors of my fate Unleash mastiffs of snarling night To overthrow, plague and burn As slumber lures me 'mongst the dead To scheme of my return Archaic ghostly echoes breathe like thunder of the storm A tempest fools miscall divine as they crouch awaiting dawn Their ignorance has forged for me over centuries a sword Burnished to flash like lightning on the precipice of war The wolves are dead in Albion whilst the passive flocks roam free This my penetrant spearhead shalt pierce these foul, trespassing breeds I have awoken from the past Glenfully with the shadows over England's bitter skies I prize mine wounds in a soil sweated drink Remember me as king when I cradle hell to stars Like lovers in my arms, nestled vipers to my breast Venom forces workthius arts of devil's and priestess Thus I shall rule anew through the sinews of a song Played upon a storm By the ghosts of Avalon And all in league will bow to me, from death they shall ascend To whisper weals of war to stir the dark one in men The principle black metal masterplan [RALLYING WAR SPEECH... CRONOS] "I have awoken from the past Glenfully with the shadows over England's bitter skies I prize mine wounds in a soil sweated drink Remember me as king when I cradle hell to stars Like lovers in my arms, nestled vipers to my breast Venom forces workthius arts of devil's and priestess Thus I shall rule anew through the sinews of a song Played upon a storm By the ghosts of Avalon And all in league will bow to me, from death they shall ascend To whisper weals of war to stir the dark o nce in men The principle black metal masterplan."

album: "V Empire Or Dark Faerytales In Phallustein" (1996)

1. Ebony Dressed For Sunset


"The Life of all Flesh Is The Blood" - Leviticus 17:14 "Those who Trespass against us, Beware the Shadows of Dusk" Unshadow thyselves children The reign in flesh begins again... V empire Funereal majesty awake Cneajna wreathed in snake Draconis talons rake... So haunted is my silent heart Dreaming only of the moon When velvet darkness falls tonight The thirst crescends anew... Only for you Inspired to mortal nightmare Ebony dressed for sunset In the dulcet whispers of the damned...

2. The Forest Whispers My Name


Black candles dance to an overture But I am drawn past their flickering lure To the breathing forest that surrounds the room Where the vigilant trees push out of the womb I sip the blood-red wine My thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time From knowledge drunk from the fountain of life From Chaos born out of love and the scythe The forest beckons with her nocturnal call To pull me close amid the baying of wolves Where the bindings of Christ are down-trodden with scorn In the dark, odiferous earth We embrace like two lovers at death A monument to the trapping of breath As restriction is bled from the veins of my neck

To drop roses on my marbled breast I lust for the wind and the flurry of leaves And the perfume of flesh on the murderous breeze To learn from the dark and the voices between This is my will... The forest whispers my name...again and again "When the moon is full We shall assemble to adore The potent spirit of your Queen, My mother great Diana. She who fain would learn all sorcery Yet has not won its deepest secrets, Then my mother will Teach her, in truth All things as yet unknown" I walk the path To the land of the Dark Immortals Where the hungry ones will carry my soul As the wild hunt careers through the boughs Come to me, my Pale Enchantress In the moon of the woods we kiss Artemis be near me In the arms of the ancient oak Where daylight hangs by a lunar noose And the horned, hidden one is re-invoked The principle of Evil Evolution has been recalled Beneath the spread of a Magickal Aeon I stand enthralled ...In the whispering forest

3. Queen Of Winter, Throned


Even a man who is pure in the heart And speaks in prayer by night May become a wolf when the wolf's bane blooms And the winter moon is bright" Listen to them

The children of the night What sweet music they make Iniquitous I share Carmilla's mask A gaunt mephitic voyeur On the black side of the glass Peering through the mirror Deep dark and ominous Consorting themes, demons I weave Subservience from thee to lost I am Corinthian light A snake in flowers by night The last temptation of christ Evil in mortal... Disguise the guilt Sharp-eyed, impassive whore Burn the asafoetida and rank petriachor Lure me panthered Faustia With cunt and veiled womb To prowl thy inner sanctum walls In Tirgoviste to resume Control Seduction, my obsessive art A pantheon of tragedies inscribed upon the stars Like thistled ruin, garbed around thy heart Bacchanal Cinderella, desirious midnight passed Leaving thee as sacrifice asleep within my arms 'Midst dreams od robed redemption versed in sexual aftermath When we ebb as tides together, carnal souls entwined And orgasms expire, come puppet wires and the blind (Purge) Fires work in me A lithe supremacy I tear asunder heaven as I would all enemies Impaler Lord Flesh upon the sword My lower lusts are sated, the greater herald war I am thirst, spearheaded hunger Sacrament and pain Nails raked in savagery When the cruel Countessa came Exalt! The Queen of death-white winter enthroned

Evil resplendent, in dusk red seething skies Foam-flecked nightmares drag a moon Of Draconian design A love that never dies Nefarious silhouettes to rise When stars fall pale And to drown back in Her eyes Is to madden ghosts within To unhinge a thousand sins From Death's dark vale "Blessed be these spells of winter Unto us that wait with patience in This secret garden To storm our way into another As yes undone" (Surge) Desert claims Eden And Hyperborean Visions of Utopia are driven from the sun Iconoclast Before thee angels clasped In nakedness their ochre flesh Shall yield to thy advance She is all to me Mysterious, alive The howling in the deep woods When cold festal stars aligned A lurid moon looms; phosphorent, evil Yesod vested in despotic upheaval Silvering wolves that scarlet forest snow Forgotten ones ebter as above, so below The trees groan aghast as ghostly pallored clouds are rent When the drunken earth heaves, sweep aside seas to ascend From Sheol's dank haunted wilderness Thy seal upon Nuit's starry vault to incense the sleepers, dead Queen of Winter, throned The murderess lurked in vulgar caresses Vestal masturbation (Purity) Overthrown

Darkness In raven feathered dress Sides with Death at chess Their pawns are many and the enemy Powerless When the miscreants fell dead She took to conjuring spells in the cusp of the night And the bestial floor shook with terrible life I rise before thee Queen To feed our lusts on the blood of the weak To rule heaven and worlds crawling beneath Satanic Tyranny [December '94]

4. Nocturnal Supremacy
Weak midnight promises of love Were wept upon Her grave And shunned by stars above In mortal life lurks my dismay An Angel stole my heart and Death took Her away She sleeps beyond the grace of god A dreaming beauty If wishes could only fray that bond The dead would sing for me... Twelth moon arose with ghostly voice A poet's serenade Her name a whisper 'pon my lips And lo, Rorasa came Fear me not my grieving King Funereal in breath The secrets of the dark I know And thus, we shall cheat Death" My promises wrought though despondence that night Have delivered me gifts from the grave Rorasa enshadowed and eternal life Never a Devil so vain The Angel is fallen, for I thought her lost And no heaven would silence the pain Teach me these secrets, the sensual frost

Desire for warm blood again Princess lay down thy florid cheek In drunken splendour Tonight rare regal fate has cast The wolves among the sheep Dark nature clasp my soul Around Her throat mine arms enfold To sleep, perchance to dream And then... To dusk and flesh ascend The Sun descends, magenta spirits fill the skies and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore Through the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and angels war As phantoms we have fled the basilisk of day To rise as phoenix taloned, nightly taking prey We rule like the red and risen moon upon the sea The stars of judgement silent, for we share joyous Eternity Damnation Salvation Stigmata plague The wine of Bacchus flows Listen to the thunder rage Deceivers dragged before their cross I am He that vanquished Death And bore the sting of loss What vulgar christ will unprise my grasp? His temple, ruined, burns And sweet Rorasa laughs I am enamoured and imparadised To catch the fires dancing profanely in her eyes "I will crush them all If this holds thy delight" Rather dead forever than to lose her Nymph-lascivious Aphrodite [June '94]

5. She Mourns A Lengthening Shadow


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 nione forbid. Percy Bysshe Shelley

6. The Rape And Ruin Of Angels (Hosannas In Extremis)


Hosannas in Extremis Invading tempestuos skies When Inanna rose, bringing angels repose And Narcissus' date as their prize Blinded by Diana's mirror Wherein coffined truth struggles, forlorn And covetous stars out their eyes to deceive The horrors performed on Her shores As jewelled Ishtar, in darker Aeons Trespassed Ereshkigal's grasp Her ravening twin, wreathed in whispers and wind Now inspires Catharsis to dance Through the weave of white vaults Where the shadows revolt At the incest of spiritual love Castrata choirs, bereft of such lusts Spatter virginal breasts with their blood The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelwe (Thirst-ridden) Wolves serenade a moon Who seems no mistress of Herself And heavens pour forth vast casualties Thy host given up for me Thou which wert once and then ceased to be Art now ensconced to chapters Of a lengthening tragedy Whilst we scream free Deep forests impale the sinister mist Their sorcery taught to the clouds Who muster like mountains, a fountainous wish To vex the sweet dead from silk odious shrouds

Storm-woken sisters of Judas unfurl As Psyche to Sapphic lament Wrapt in thy tresses and taloned caresses Whisper me secrets beheld beyond Death "Desires I was loath to lose To the vrgin-bloodied priests Whose lord fantasied on Magdalene And sought to savour Her as a beast Her aching sex A rose undone As mine in tears and spasms wrung" Ebon Nemesis, slain Jericho's stone has built thee a marbled stair By candlelight to Eden abd Serpentine throne Where ravens rape the tenanting angels there Hurry, else Death may spy us here And quicken the pulse of dawn Embering flames writhe to life again The starry brow threshed with poisonous thorn Huntress, draw back the silvered bow Thy dogs set upon the manger The enemyy in throes... Whilst drifting forgs devour All Hallows witching hour On this long, dark seance for the soul Through malevolent Scylla, Charybdis graves Our conquesting spirits pour forth, unassuaged Occultnesses watch us and Seraph, afraid Like fireflies olunge to Her maw, midst crashing black waves "Remember with pride what thou art Lest we forget in awe of our terrible past" When Dark royalties drank of despair Idols hewed down 'neath a desert god's stare In thrall to revenges sworn there What dreams could we father, when farther we fell To nightmare... ? "Well versed in misery We have lain naked in darkest ravines Now the sun has set in slumber, We delight

Like serpents in arousal Coiled to strike at the light" Now abyssed Lucifers master the earth Uncloister jaded harlots once served Enthralled by cruel raptures, rehearsed Kiss slumbered beauty and weapon our thousand year curse The laughter of Khaos Gatekeepers flee the onslaught A World enslaved to flame Bondage in Phallustine Pleasure temples for my bride Nubian grace swiftly seize Thieves blood-divine Empires thrive on sacrifice [May '95]

album: "Cruelty And The Beast" (1998)

1. Once Upon Atrocity


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2. Thirteen Autumns And A Widow


Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed To the ravenous wolves that the elements led From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm (Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed) Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new-born On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed A tragedy crept to the name Bathory Elizabeth christened, no paler a rose Grew so dark as this sylph

None more cold in repose Yet Her beauty spun webs Round hearts a glance would betroth She feared the light So when She fell like a sinner to vice Under austere, puritanical rule She sacrificed... Mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall But after whipangels licked prisoners, thralled Never were Her dreams so maniacally cruel (And possessed of such delights) For ravens winged Her nightly flights Of erotica Half spurned from the pulpit Torments to occur Half learnt from the cabal of demons In Her Her walk went to voodoo To see Her own shadow adored At mass without flaw Though inwards She abhored Not Her coven of suitors But the stare of their Lord "I must avert mine eyes to hymns For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin He knows that I dreamt of carnal rites With Him undead for three long nights" Elizabeth listened No sermons intoned Dragged such guilt to Her door Tombed Her soul with such stone For She swore the Priest sighed When She knelt down to atone... She feared the light So when She fell Like a sinner to vice Under austere, puritanical rule She sacrificed Her decorum as chaste To this wolf of the cloth Pouncing to haunt Her confessional box Forgiveness would come When Her sins were washed off By rebaptism in white....

The looking glass cast Belladonna wreaths 'Pon the grave of Her innocence Her hidden face spat murder From a whisper to a scream All sleep seemed cursed In Faustian verse But there in orgiastic Hell No horrors were worse Than the mirrored revelation The She kissed the Devil's phallus By Her own decree... So with windows flung wide to the menstrual sky Solstice Eve She fled the castle in secret A daughter of the storm, astride Her favourite nightmare On winds without prayer Stigmata still wept between Her legs A cold bloodedness which impressed new hatreds She sought the Sorceress Through the snow and dank woods to the sodomite's lair Nine twisted fates threw hewn bone die For the throat of Elizabeth Damnation won and urged the moon In soliloquy to gleam Twixt the trees in shafts To ghost a path Past the howl of buggered nymphs In the sodomite's grasp To the forest's vulva Where the witch scholared Her In even darker themes "Amongst philtres and melissas Midst the grease of strangled men And eldritch truths, elder ill-omen Elizabeth came to life again" And under lacerations of dawn She returned Like a flame unto a deathshead With a promise to burn Secrets brooded as She rode Through mist and marsh to where they showed Her castle walls wherein the restless Counted carrion crows She awoke from a fable to mourning Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep Tolled by a priest, self castrated and hung Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry

The biblical prattled their mantras Hexes six-tripled their fees But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen Autumns had passed And She was a widow from god and His wrath, finally...

3. Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids


Hear Me now! All crimes should be treasured if they bring thee pleasure somehow... Maleficent in dusky rose Gathered satin lapped Her breasts Like blood upon the snow A tourniquet of Topaz Glistened at Her throat Awakening, pulled from the tomb Her spirit freed eclipsed the moon That She outshone as a fallen star A regal ornament from a far flung nebular Her likeness hung in the black gallery Commanding unease Demanding of Death to breathe... Midst the whirl and daylight fauna Of society at court Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought applause Though Her torchlit shadow Thrown upon damp cellar walls Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled Thirteen Winter solstices had shown Her path, that the dark Had marked its dominion Spaying the confessor Whose caresses she'd known, As whipcord in the House of Dog Her cold cunt meat on holy bone Raped of faith, She now embraced The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face With this disdain, inside these veins (Highborn wanton that She was) She sought to keep what age would claim Her soul was sold and for this toll Reeking pyres ever smouldered

On the whims of one so in control Elizabeth, mysterious. Cruelty brought thee orchids From the bowels of the abyss Once upon atrocity when midwitches stifled cries And carved abortive runes in reddened wombs Exhumed by scrying eyes Madness came upon Her like an amourous lover's seed Lifesblood splashed upon Her skin In gouts torture unleashed And to Her dead reflection Twas as if Her pallor gleamed Like an angel's warmed by candles Where erotic stains had cleaved So demons dragged this libertine Lusts screaming for release Upon the flesh of maidens preened As canvas for caprice Exacting obeisance Her gaze held a seance Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune A sleeter mistress than Luna Whose threats to consume Her Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon Flat on Her back Pack-prey for the reams Of verses and curses That haunted Her dreams Midnightmare chimed Thirteen in Her mind A disciple of scars Branded years hissed behind Ridden split-thighed By the Father of lies An ovation of wolves Blushed the skies as they writhed But Heaven is never forever She came, a spent storm From the clouds... Leaving serpents in office Inside every gate To lick righteous holes Blinding Lords to the fate

Of virgins forced naked To defile on rent knees Hacked and racked backwards Menses choking their pleas "More. Whore. More. Twitching make me wet with thee Carcass rub me raw" And to Her dead reflection Twas as if Her pallor gleamed Like an angel's warmed by candles Where erotic stains had cleaved So demons dragged this libertine Lusts screaming for release Upon the flesh of maidens preened As canvas for caprice Raped of faith, She now embraced The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face With this disdain, inside these veins (Highborn wanton that She was) She sought to keep what age would claim Her soul was sold and for this toll Reeking pyres ever smouldered On the whims of one so in control Elizabeth, mysterious. Cruelty brought thee orchids From the bowels of the abyss From the bowels of the abyss

4. Beneath The Howling Stars


Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring Her spinal chill rakes the earth Whilst pensive souls at zero sing Woebetidings of rebirth Under cold stares of Mars maligned Near-suicides cross their hearts And unborns writhe in tepid brine For something wicked this way starts Beneath the howling stars Elizabeth, paragon of vice Watches the sun set pyres alight

As Bane and Tyranny, Her Dobermans sleep Like spellbound paramours at Her feet A chatter of bells without Raise hellhounds, teeth on edge From sleighs hastened through snow lit red Guests espied from the garret ledge Great gloomy mirror tell Her face She will outblind them all That heavenly bodies would fall from grace To possess such a lustrous pall For beauty is always Cruel... For beauty is always... (Let destiny in chains commence... Damnation under Gods seeking recompense Enslaving to the whims of this mistress) As the dance ensued Elizabeth's mood Tempered by the craft of a vitreous moon In slick black iciness it grew To consume The wench Her tower tombed Tending to Her costume Bore the brunt of the storm When the needle askewed She has Her dogs maul the bitch's wrists through Restored to jaded bliss This evisceratrix Descended to the ball With painted blood upon Her lips Passing like a comet so white As to eclipse The waltz wound down, transfixed Devoid of all breath in the air Even Death paled to compare To the taint of Her splendour So rare and engendered 'Pon the awed throng gathered There... Beneath the howling stars She danced so macabre Men entranced divined from Her gait That this angel stepped from a pedestal

Had won remission from fate By alighting to darker spheres Delighting in held sway For She was not unlike the Goddess To whom the wolves bayed "Whilst envy glanced daggers From court maidens, arboured Who whispered in sects Of suspicions abroad That Elizabeth bewitched See how even now the whore casts Her spells upon the Black Count Whom Her reddened lips hold fast" Tongue unto tongue Swept on tides without care For the harpies who rallied Their maledict glares A halo of ravens tousled Her hair Chandeliers a tiara For passions ensnared "Phantasies sexed When their eyes, moonstruck met Their friction wore a way Through the sea of foreplay Lovers at first bite She an Eve tempted to lay Gasping at rafters Flesh pressed in ballet" But caprice, honours leashed She absconded the feast To prowl wonderland Beasts in hand from the Keep Of Feudal dilemma Well mantled in furs Through cullis to watch Dogstars howl at the earth On this violent night Unholy night Winds lashed their limbs together As the ether vent its wintry spite She wished His kiss on Her frozen landscapes To excite the bleak advance From castle bowers Wherein small hours

The Devil never came by chance A lone charm tied to Her inner thigh Sent lusts nova as hooves trod Cobbled streets where lowlives fleet Were flung to a wayward god Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring Her spinal chill rakes the earth Whilst pensive souls at zero sing Woebetidings of rebirth Under cold stares of Mars maligned Near-suicides cross their hearts And unborns writhe in tepid brine For something wicked this way starts Beneath the howling stars Pounding upon the pauper ridge Earshot of a hunched beldame Elizabeth teased, would He dare to please Such elderly loins enflamed? To this He feigned a grim disdain Playing to Her slayful eye But the hag replied... "This girl that chides Will soon be as plagued with age as I" Her consort laughed a plume of icy breath For Elizabeth's grace could raise A flag of truce in burning heaven Or the dead from early graves Yet still She seethed This proud Snow Queen Embittered with the cursed retort And because He sought Her loves onslaught He gutted the crone for sport Soon in full moon fever they were wed Lycanthropic in the conjugal bed Littered with aphrodisiacs To tease dynastic union And beget them further maniacs Elizabeth Free reigned, now a Countess Outwielded and outwore Her title like a favoured dress Whilst Her errant Lord Whose seasons savoured war

Stormed black to fell the infidel Her embers, tempered, roared.

5. Venus In Fear
[Instrumental]

6. Desire In Violent Overture


Nights came tralling ghost concertos Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows Playing torture chamber music allegretto Conducting over throes trashed to crescendo Skinless the dark shall scream Hoarse Her symphonies Deathmashed as the moon That had lifted Her dreams And frowned on the winding steps down To where the vulgar strayed, Taunting sick Her tender prey She glided in Her bridal gown How sleep the pure Desire in Violent Overture An emanation of phantom madness The Countess beheld in shroud By girls bereft of future vows Soon to wed in white the frosted ground Burning like a brand on the countenance of god A yearning took Her hand to His Seraphim, bound Deep red hissed the cat whips On the whim of ill-will Whilst She entranced, nonchalant, abliss Flayed further songs of overkill How weep the pure Desire in Violent overture In a crescent-whime cellar of crushed roses

Pooled blood and broken dolls A torchlit shadow theatre souled With the echoed cries of lives She stole Killing time She struck the hours dead In Her control Thus menopaused Her clock of hacked out cunts Began to toll "Thirteen chimes of ancient strain I conjure forth with dirge That fills the void with timbred pain To fulfil my sexual urge" Frights came wailing from the Darkside Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes Velvet, their voices coffined Her in slumber Bespattered and appeased As pregnant skies outside bore thunder How sleep the pure Desire in violent overture As when high winds Attune whipped trees Her savage nature pitched Would once again conduct the pleas Of those She loved to agonies As if it were The first time every night That She carved Her seal In the flesh of life.

7. The Twisted Nails Of Faith


"Mirror, mirror on the wall Shouldn't not grave pleasures be my all? For if I shall see thy Will be done Grant Me the Witchcraft of thy tongue" [Quoted words above are from Hammer Film's "Countess Dracula" (1970). The singer is Imgrid Pitt, the actress who played the role of Elizabeth in that film.] Three moondials froze in the shadow of six

As another soul passed to the grasping Styx Clutching their trinket crucifix Bats blew from eaves in a dissonant surge Omens of corruption from within the church A fetid, dank oasis still clung to fool rebirth Alone as a stone cold altar The castle and its keep Like faerytale dominion rose A widow to the snow peaks Wherein reclined the Countess Limbs purring from the kill Bathed in virgin white and like the night Alive and young and unfulfilled Was it the cry of a wolf That broke the silver thread of enchanted thoughts? Of Her life as a mere reflection (As the moon's in narrow windows caught) That opened like dark eyelids on The sigh of the woods that the wind fell upon Like a Siren weaving song From the lilt of choirs choking Where the vengeful dead Belong... To the Sorceress and Her charnel arts She swept from ebon towers at the hour of Mars 'Neath a star-inwoven sky latticed by scars To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary there, In netherglades tethered where onyx idols stared Was it the Kiss of the mist That peopled the air with the prowess of absinthe? Lost souls begging resurrection From Gods upon their forest plinths Whose epitaphs read of re-ascending to win Remission from despair through a holocaust of sin In a tongue hilted in invective rectums Over signs and seals the sorceress prayed To Death, to rend the slender veil That Ancient Ones might rise again As shadows swelled The Countess fell To masturbating with Her dagger As the Witch gabbled spells

Cumming heavy roses all the way to Hell As sudden thunder's grue harangue Announced two pincered worlds Exuding bane, something came With the stench of necrophiled graves To these clandestines Who shrank from glimpsing horror That the growls of mating houls inclined... Resplendent In pendants (Natal trophies torn from bellies of desanctified nuns) A demons, bewinged, bedight In scum, prowled their circle seeking entry to run An arctic tongue upon Her vulva Where rubies smeared to alabaster thighs Glittered like a contract in the purse of a whore Receiving sole communion from the body of christ "If blood is what thou carves, foul fiend I will yield this witch to thee If thou wouldst draw a veil for Me O'er lengthening scars of age and grief" As the Demon slavered foetid vows And bore His prey away In talons itching to perpetrate The nausea of eternal rape The Sorceress screaming in His grasp Spat a final curse to stain The Countess with the promise That Her lord at war would be cruelly slain And She would rot. Alone Insane. On the twisted nails of faith.

8. Bathory Aria
[I. Benighted Like Usher] Snuffed tapers sighed As Death left impressing His crest of cold tears on the Countess

Benighted like ill-fated Usher The House of Bathory shrouded 'Neath griefs dark facade If only I could have wept In mourning by Her side I would have clasped Her so tight Like storm-beached Aphrodite Drowned on Kytherean tides And Kissed Her For from Her alone My lips would have known Enigmas of shadowy vistas Where pleasures took flesh And pain, remorseless Came freezing the breath Of raucous life hushed unto whispers Benighted. Inhaling the pale waning moonlight that crept Through the crypt of Her Lord who so lucidly slept Benighted. Exhaling the wail of black widowhood's toll Waxing eternal night entered Her soul [II. A Murder of Ravens in Fugue] Now haranguing grey skies With revenge upon life Gnathic and Sapphic Needs begged gendercide Delusions of Grandier denounced the revolt Of descrying cursed glass, disenchanted in vaults Encircled by glyphs midst Her sin-sistered cult With hangman's abandon She plied spiritworlds To Archangels in bondage From light to night hurled Cast down to the earth where torment would unfurl....... But soon, Her tarot proved Hybrid rumours spread like tumours

Would accrue And blight Her stars However scarred To better bitter truths Of cold bloodbaths As bodies rose In rigid droves To haunt Her from their Shallow burials imposed When wolves exhumed Their carthen wombs Where heavy frosts had laboured long To bare their wounds To the depths of Her soul they pursued Wielding their poison they flew Like a murder of ravens in fugue And knowing their raptures Would shatter Her dreams She clawed blackened books for damnation's reprieve Baneful cawed canons on amassed enemies So Hallow's Eve As She received Like Bellona to the ball Those enemies Fell-sisters heaved Her torturies Cross stained flagstones To Her carriage reined to flee But She knew She must brave the night through Though fear crept a deathshead o'er the moon Like a murder of ravens in Fugue For each masked, jewelled gaze held dread purpose Horror froze painted eyes to cold stares And even Her dance In the vast mirrors cast Looked the ill of Her future If fate feasted there.... [III. Eyes That Witnessed Madness] In an age crucified by the nails of faith When rank scarecrows of christ blighted lands An aloof Countess born an obsidian wraith Dared the abyss knowing well She was damned

Her life whispered grief like a funeral march Twisted and yearning, obsessed an entranced With those succumbing to cruelty Crushed 'neath the gait of Her dance A whirlwind of fire that swept through the briers Of sweet rose Her thickets of black thorn had grasped... She demanded the Heavens and forever to glean The elixir of Youth from the pure Whilst Her lesbian fantasies Reamed to extremes O'er decades unleashed Came for blood's silken cure But Her reign ended swiftly For Dark Gods dreamt too deep To heed Her pleas When Her gaolers were assailed With condemnations from a priest Who'd stammered rites In the dead of night For maidens staining winding sheets And She postured proud When Her crimes were trowelled And jezebelled to peasant lips Though She smelt the fires That licked limbs higher To the tortured cunts of accomplices So ends this twisted fable's worth And though spared the pyre's bite By dint of nobled bloodlined birth Her sins (crimes) garnered Her no respite Forever severed from the thrill of coming night Where slow Death alone could grant Her flight "The Spirits have all but fled judgement I rot, alone, insane, Where the forest whispers puce laments for me From amidst the pine and wreathed wolfsbane Beyond these walls, wherein condemned To the gloom of an austere tomb I pace with feral madness sent Through the pale beams of a guiltless moon Who, bereft of necrologies, thus Commands creation over the earth Whilst I resign my lips to death

A slow cold kiss that chides rebirth Though one last wish is bequeathed by fate My beauty shalt wilt, unseen Save for twin black eyes that shalt come to take My soul to peace or Hell for company" [These quoted words were acted out by Ingrid Pitt, a famous horror actress who played as Elizabeth in the 1970 Hammer Classic: "Countess Dracula"] My soul to Hell for company

9. Portrait Of The Dead Countess


[Instrumental]

10. Lustmord And Wargasm (The Lick Of Carnivorous Winds)


An Archangel in bondage Bediademed, souled With a murder of ravens But no less Astarte to behold Abandoned by Heaven To the dead, dark and past Cast Her dispersions On life's brittle glass And though Her eyes still held fire As stonewalls caged the beast 'Gainst the lassitudes of Death She fought but fell to greet And midst lies in collusion She was martyred to teach That "Divinity and Lust Are forever forbidden to meet" But I swore that they would Before the veil could part our embrace Twixt Her cold, silent hips I kissed And promised Christendom in flames Gravid with madness Like a feculent dirge That obsesses the heart I am covened by words

To avenge Her Ebon splendour And surrender My soul to the dead to achieve Prophecies of libidinous scourge Horripilation braying o'er carious herds Vexing nightmares And their weak prayers To a no one there To hinder Her decree To weed the world of their disease As shadows unblind mine eyes to see The meat that is their congregation How they plead to the skies But this is mere foreplay to war Scar-riddled saffron eves bleed like the conjugal Vestal daughters giving throat to the priest A psychophant, the despoiler of faith Now His skinless crucifixion feeds a winged diocese For Her interred I tore a battle banner from His hide Splashed in red goetia Hues of Hell and deicide So came the night Its obsidian light Is a master whom disasters Suck upon like concubines And under black skirts That whisper of delight Darkseeds near fruition Darked deeds to marry mine "In Death's bed I have lain Paying lip-service to shame But for dreaming of thee I regain A reason to seek life again" Then we smite the divine For our true nature is sin To strip tender flesh from these swine Like the lick of carnivorous winds The breath of the storm that begins

By forcing its Herod tongue in The womb of the holy virgin To taste of immaculate sin From temptation's peak we will see The world unfurled at last Now the wolves of time who stalk Mankind Shall be as one in grim repast Commemorating sickle moons The pack are poised to reap A scythe of white roses in bloom Whose twisted thorns will keep A crown upon a dead man Daylights crucified in sleep And lives that hide in scriptured lies To the memories of a scream And we shall dance amid the ruin As Adam and Evil Dizzy at the falling stars That burn fiercer in throes of upheaval If all must we damn for this moment Then it shall be so For our souls have crossed oceans of time To clasp one another more tightly Than Death could alone... As Zyklon beats reign to make carrion crawl The talons of lust rake a clarion call To the lick of carnivorous winds The lick of carnivorous winds

11. Lustmord And Wargasm (The Relicking Of Cadaverous Wounds)


[Bonus track] An Archangel in bondage Bediademed, souled With a murder of ravens But no less Astarte to behold Abandoned by Heaven To the dead, dark and past

Cast Her dispersions On life's brittle glass And though Her eyes still held fire As stonewalls caged the beast 'Gainst the lassitudes of Death She fought but fell to greet And midst lies in collusion She was martyred to teach That "Divinity and Lust Are forever forbidden to meet" But I swore that they would Before the veil could part our embrace Twixt Her cold, silent hips I kissed And promised Christendom in flames Gravid with madness Like a feculent dirge That obsesses the heart I am covened by words To avenge Her Ebon splendour And surrender My soul to the dead to achieve Prophecies of libidinous scourge Horripilation braying o'er carious herds Vexing nightmares And their weak prayers To a no one there To hinder Her decree To weed the world of their disease As shadows unblind mine eyes to see The meat that is their congregation How they plead to the skies But this is mere foreplay to war Scar-riddled saffron eves bleed like the conjugal Vestal daughters giving throat to the priest A psychophant, the despoiler of faith Now His skinless crucifixion feeds a winged diocese For Her interred I tore a battle banner from His hide Splashed in red goetia

Hues of Hell and deicide So came the night Its obsidian light Is a master whom disasters Suck upon like concubines And under black skirts That whisper of delight Darkseeds near fruition Darked deeds to marry mine "In Death's bed I have lain Paying lip-service to shame But for dreaming of thee I regain A reason to seek life again" Then we smite the divine For our true nature is sin To strip tender flesh from these swine Like the lick of carnivorous winds The breath of the storm that begins By forcing its Herod tongue in The womb of the holy virgin To taste of immaculate sin From temptation's peak we will see The world unfurled at last Now the wolves of time who stalk Mankind Shall be as one in grim repast Commemorating sickle moons The pack are poised to reap A scythe of white roses in bloom Whose twisted thorns will keep A crown upon a dead man Daylights crucified in sleep And lives that hide in scriptured lies To the memories of a scream And we shall dance amid the ruin As Adam and Evil Dizzy at the falling stars That burn fiercer in throes of upheaval If all must we damn for this moment Then it shall be so For our souls have crossed oceans of time To clasp one another more tightly Than Death could alone........

As Zyklon beats reign to make carrion crawl The talons of lust rake a clarion call To the lick of carnivorous winds The lick of carnivorous winds

12. Black Metal


[Bonus track] [Cover from Venom's album "Black Metal" (1982)] Black is the night, metal we fight Power amps set to explode. Energy screams, magic and dreams Satan records the first note. We chime the bell, chaos and hell Metal for maniacs pure. Faster than steel, fortune on wheels Brain haemorrhage is the cure. For BLACK METAL Lay down your souls to the gods rock 'n roll Freaking so wild, nobodys mild Giving it all that you got. Wild is so right, metal tonight Faster than over the top. Open the door, enter hell's core Black is the code for tonight. Atomic force, feel no remorse Crank up the amps now its night BLACK METAL Lay down your souls to the gods rock 'n roll Metal ten fold through the deadly black hole Riding hell's stallions bareback and free Taking our chances with raw energy Come ride the night with us Rock hard and fight United my legions we stand Freak hard and wild for us Give up your soul Live for the quest satan's band

Against the odds, black metal gods Fight to achieve our goal Casting a spell, leather and hell Black metal gods rock 'n roll Building up steam, nuclear screams War-heads are ready to fight Black leather hounds, faster than sound Metal our purpose in life BLACK METAL Lay down your souls to the gods rock 'n roll BLACK METAL

13. Hallowed Be Thy Name (Shallow Be Thy Grave)


[Bonus track] I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life, and it doesn't have much time 'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to The Gallow's Pole The sands of time for me are running low Motherfuckers!! Running low!! When the priest comes to read me the last rites I take a look through the bars at the last sights Of a world that has gone very wrong for me Can it be that there's some sort of error? Hard to stop the surmounting terror Is it really the end not some crazy dream? Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming It's not so easy to stop from screaming But words escape me when I try to speak Tears they flow but why am I crying? After all I am not afraid of dying Don't believe that there never is an end As the guards march me out to the courtyard Someone cries from a cell "God be with you"

If there's a God then why has he let me die? As I walk all my life drifts before me Though the end is near I'm not sorry Catch my soul it's willing to fly away Mark my words believe my soul lives on Don't worry now that I have gone I've gone beyond to see the truth When you know that your time is close at hand Maybe then you'll begin to understand Life down there is just a strange illusion. Oh, hallowed be thy name Oh, hallowed be thy Name Hallowed Hallowed Hallowed Hallowed No be be be be thy thy thy thy name name name name

14. Sodomy And Lust


[Bonus track] [From Sodom's album "Mortal Way Of Life" (1988)] Behind the scene of destiny I adore you in this song for me Call me within your holy house to dwell Let me raise for myself in spell Voluptuously dancing daughters of the night sky Sing the rapturous love song with high Let your sweet scented juice run Waste away under the lashes of my whip Bath in sin / Sadistic Souls Break their crust / Sodomy and Lust Carnal desire runs through my veins Whipping boys and scapegoats cry in pain Psychopathic terror during their sleep My power ask why, my power is weak

Spineless bundles of my excess Expurse of innocence and helplessness In the perfumes of my secret orison Fresh blood of children drops down on me Bath in sin / Sadistic Souls Break their crust / Sodomy and Lust Madness, crime, disgrace, ptomaine Excrements, contempt, violence, kill Ordeals of thousand deeds congealed in gloom Strike hard and deep, to hell with 'em master Mighty prophets stature shall surpass the stars The passion is the smell of cremation I spit on your crapulous creed, curse 'em! Sucking you giveth delight and bright glory Strive ever to be more joyous to the death Don't fear any god will deny you for this Bath in sin / Sadistic Souls Break their crust / Sodomy and Lust

album: "From The Cradle To Enslave" (1999)

1. From The Cradle To Enslave


Two thousand fattened years like maniacs Have despoiled our common grave Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs From the cradle to enslave? Sickle constellations Stud the belts that welt the sky Whilst the bitter winter moon Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed Like shifting parent flesh Under silk matricide... Watchful as she was upon Eden Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido In an ancient tryst with catastrophe Soon the be kept Hear that hissing now on the breeze As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden

A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees This is the theme to a better Armageddon Nightchords rake the heavens PAN DAEMON AEAON And what use are prayers to that god? As devils bay concensus for the space to piss On your smouldering faith And the mouldering face Of this world long a paradise lost This is the end of everything Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring Danse macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black? The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back... I see the serpentine in your eyes The nature of the beast as revelations arrive Our screams shall trail to Angels For those damned in flames repay All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day We should have cut our looses as at Calvary But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief Salvation, like a promised nation Gleamed a claim away... This is the end of everything you have ever known Buried like vanquished reason Death is season Drive like the drifting snow Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war On our knees or another f**ker's shore Heiling new flesh Read, then roared To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause What else be whipped to frenzy for? This is the end of everything Rear the tragedies That the Seraphim shall sing Old adversaries Next to Eve Now they're clawing back

I smell their cumming As through webbed panes of meat Led by hoary Death They never left Dreaming sodomies To impress on human failure When we've bled upon our knees Tablatures of gravel law Shall see Gehennah paved When empires fall And nightmares crawl From the cradle to enslave.... This is the end of everything

2. Of Dark Blood And Fucking


Sister midnight comes blaspheming Screaming in the keys of faith and fear Unentwining our spines twists me to kneeling... Spilling like the moonlight on her glistening rear Defiled at heart In this perfect hell Under red leaves bleeding Over scaled chateau we fell To demonocracy Where neither Adam or Eve Conceived of such iniquities From pleasure or pain Or the razor's edge inbetween Thou art my seventh heaven burning Going down as with the sun... Within like a river fluids moves a torrent Bound to please On denierred knees In any wicked way That her whims may warrant I hang on every verb Every dirty word Interred In her pornoglossa...

Christlike, whipped and weak Painted nails driven through the meek Yet in obituary My dreams still weep Of dark blood and f**king thee Thou art seventh heaven burning Going down as with the day Baring lunar curvature Like canvas for a lick of pain Writhing like a viper Deep inside her Eden Forbidden to eat I kiss leylines to her feet Then baiting wrath I steal a path Back to the fruits of her womb Back to the crack of her tomb... Her roseate sliver Quivers with snuff appeal The torque of her hips Lip-sync me in for the kill Tongue-tied, tightrope and spread like disease I drain the cup of this Miss Sire Her water into wine for me Thou art my seventh angel squirming 'Neath the forked tongue of the beast Arching toward the fabled Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief... Whilst the world outside (A wood of suicide) Would die for this release Our slow orgasmic fuses greet... By night and by candle At each other's throat In a slick drift of red Setting god's teeth on edge We were as wolves preying inside the fold Of a slaughtered lamb throw On a four poster bed... Succulent, Succubus Laid without rest

In the dead of the night Succulent, Succubus In thy arms And thy wetness On glossed lips I taste Conspiracies, secrecies, sorceries laced With thick unguent rum Black-rayed suns and Autumn Always in season for our nightfall from grace Gorge upon my seed Starved Persephone Succulent, Succubus Succour me. That I might keep Thee with me in Hades Succulent, Succubus Succour me

3. Death Comes Ripping


[The Misfits cover] Turn the lights down low And close the door, oh Future is coming Future risin' Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead With both eyes open I wait up for the kill Feel the evil Feel the heat as I blast you open Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out And death comes ripping out Flesh and blood To weak for you Turnin' it over A little too late to penetrate

Death comes ripping And it's going death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping It'll rip your back out Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping You rip your back out Death comes ripping And it goes, death comes ripping out

4. Sleepless
[Anathema cover] And I often sigh I often wonder why I'm still here and I still cry And I often cry I often spill a tear Over those not here But still they are so near Please ease my burden And I still remember A memory and I weep In my broken sleep The scars they cut so deep Please ease my burden Please ease my pain Surely without war there would be no loss Hence no mourning, no grief, no pain, no misery No sleepless nights missing the dead... Oh, no more No more war

5. Perverts Church (From The Cradle To Deprave)

6. Funeral In Carpathia (Be Quick Or Be Dead Version)


Candelabra snuffed prey - silhouette wedded Nightfall take my hand Seduce me with silky timbred limbs Grant me thy dark command Over the peaks framing tapestries Of thick forest, dusk has filled With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill Lucretia is my love in vein When thy tears bleed sweeter Thank the midsummer rain? Bewinged, infested belfries Toll o'er the sobbing throng A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes Whipped and welted neath the barbed windsong... (in saddean paradise Ancestral legacies linger on....) I am He The crowned and conquering darkness Satan robed in ecumenical filth Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of sylph This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep Enbroided by these words Malaresia scribed... "Beauty slept and angels wept For Her immortal soul In this response, all evil chose To claim her for their very own" Carpathia The pleasured dead speak of her In necromantic tongue When ambered daylights are done

Masterbating in their graves On her zenith to come... This catafalque night when awed stars report Their absence from the heavenly brow Crippled seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts Whilsts the cloaked maelstrom resounds throughout "How the storm it fulfills My heart though unhealed Celestial knifes ebonied And wild woods thrill Yet far fiercer still Her lustre eviscerates me" Carpathia Priapic lovers twist in concert with Her Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates The path towards the castle weary innocence takes I rule as Master here Where feral hordes impart my temper Love sank wounded when I, betrayed saw death etch cruelly, upon my lineage "Usher the spite seething Draconist And commit this world to thy ancient sovereignty" Erunescent veil descend Psalmed sunset thus portends And laid to rest, I now am blessed With this darkness... Forever more Supreme Vampiric Evil

7. Dawn Of Eternity
[US Edition Track] Winter ice - Terminal frost Closing eyes of the equinox Dimensional change - darkening skies The sphere is shackled till dusk Prophet dreams - ride the winds

As black holes open for devouring Universal chaos in the realm of time Surface of earth - covered in rime From beyond enter the horror Of a dark and hideous nature The fall of man is now at hand Awakened from an ancient slumber The immortal ones return The earth is theirs once again Stricken, cursed - frozen damnation Man's fall to perpetual domination Time trapped in between changes Frigid return to the chamber of ages

album: "Midian" (2000)

1. At The Gates Of Midian

2. Cthulhu Dawn
Cthulhu dawn Spatter the stars Douse their luminosity With our amniotic retch Promulgating the birth Of another Hell on Earth Shadows gather poisoned henna for the flesh A necrotic cattle brand The hissing downfall pentagram Carven deep upon the church doors of the damned But no Passover is planned A great renewal growls at hand And only when they're running Will they come to understand... So ends the pitiful reign of Man When the moon exhales

Behind a veil Of widowhood and clouds On a Biblical scale We raise the stakes To silhouette the impaled Crowds... Within this kissed disembowel arena A broken seal on an ancient curse Unleashes beasts from the seismic breach With lightning reach and genocidal thirst Mountains of archaos theories In collision as at planetary dawn Apocalypse's razorbacks Beat wings on glass as thunder cracks Unfurled across a world hurled to the black Cthulhu dawn Shatter the glass house Wherein spirits breathe out Halitosis of the soul From a recking abscess Plague of far righteousness All fates hang in the balance Mocking crucified dolls An inquisition outs When the Sun goes out our powers Will extend throughout Heaven like Asphodel As they have for countless lustrum In dark Midian accustoned To burning effigies of our enemies well So begins the sibilant world Death knell... When a corpse wind howls And awakes from drowse The scheming dead freed Of gossamer shrouds We gorgonise eyes Of the storm aroused Red... Blinding time All lines dine on this instance A melting spool of beggar, negative frames The skies teem alive, to watch die Mankind hauled to fable in vast tenement graves... Cthulhu dawn

3. Saffron's Curse
Through arcades where shimmering snowfall Lay in state with the sad and damned A rent lament barely flung above a whisper Drew Me like a ghost to the haunts of Man I Found Her tempting fate between Her wrist and razor A kindred spirit in a graveyard Beneath the stature of a colder saviour Mist hung like thieves wreathed in scant arabesques And through the chill earth it bedwed Her drawling breast Like a come dream true under etched glass spent Making love to the beautiful dead She has sinned and severed Heaven And in it's vulgar sight Two figures writhe, but one silhouette Extends it's fingers to the light "Gothic towers tottered on Her heels As She fled asylum grounds Committing hard crimes to soft cells Where now another's screams resound" From the gaspings in Her passing Six feet under or beneath frayed gown When Her hands pointed to midnight In a white stained chamber bound I Swept Her from the abyss of another dementia Freeing Her soul from the fetters of fate To take the reins of pleasure Now nightwane mirrors freeze in seizure At the glimpse of charmed pins in Her thighs Ballrooms filled with black cats scratch Out of spite and playful eyes Pricked as a Witch Her stitches itch For familiar lips to lick them dry Whilst the dark regrasps, for if She asks The Sun forsakes the rite to rise And is the first to discern, that this Angel's return Is a vengeful call on grace For even martyrdom backs from it's suicide pacts

A leap of twisted fate betrayed... The scars will last until the stars Caught in Her train bewitched Fall into line and yield the sign That Dawn in born to their eclipse For Our Inhumankind Comes an underdog day Sunrise Rippling with fire like femaledition Wind amidst the flame I gazed out Tapped into the fog and shared her pain When in her mind she sought his leave And begged forgiveness I splintered Her coffin and lay on the floor Of a vault with Her clasped as the moon hugs the shore What treachery this that She breathed no more? Christ you bastard! I wished Her back but the dead adored Her Even wild winds sang in chora for Her Saffron from my heart, from the start I swore We'd be together more... Creation froze with the triumph of Death But still She stirred and awoke bereft Of concern save for the aeons left To lead the darkness... She schemes of growing power and the lengths sucked hard to get it I dream of being God but ever living to regret it Our fecund nature decrees that Jesus wept come for The Devil on Her knees To grant Her lows a remedy And mine desire's wish To taste thereof of Heaven's scent As sick and twisted as it is For Her corset laced with arsenic Hides snake curves within Her midst Whilst Her halo of white lies supplies Her temple to what God forbids.

4. Death Magick For Adepts


Come distortured artists Bitter things seek meaning Even if they're madness to behold Once forbears to horizons Where the dead stayed dreaming Now nightmares waken souls That fear the living's toll Gova, Bosch and Brueghel Three times moonwise stain thy graves For words alone are at loss to trace The face of today's inhuman wraith One half adrift in the vast abyss Of despair and misery The other a mask of rich red lips Whetted by the fevers of belief and greed All damned in this inferno Where even Virgil averts His eyes From the black mass mutual gang rape Of Caesing hands an forced divides Trespass these seven gates To a world bloodlet to shades Where Seraphim (Falling on deaf ears) bleat Of their cold and coming Master's race In the seweres of Babylon Stillborn to a trough anon Chimiracles will hatch like plots To dredge faces to pearl their cross Enter Penteholocaust! Five Aeons past, yet still Man grasps At final straws to save his cast His Lord is a leper we shall not want He betrayed us with white lies His acrid pall as of the tomb Reminds us how we rot inside Gutted like fool's paradise Glutted on cruel appetites... Holding court to chaos Folding to far graver arms

A downfall fatal to all resounds As orgies peak in self centred psalms And Nature screams Her sufferings Under bowed and cankered wings A bleak scorched Earth necrotica burning Like the robes we've torn from Her She begs Us lay Her pain to rest Lest We are left with nothingness Save for Her stripped and ravished flesh And if Her fate is not portent of Apocalypse Then the comets that graze night skies Will surely cleanse of wrongs and reichs When you and I and all else dies... It's rotting down This carcass Maggotropolis Interdependent as worms to the grave Allah's true name is naught Chist acannot save Locked in a waltz of evermore frantic steps Spells of regret... Death Magick for Adepts Be prepared to fulfill prophecies The glorious fall of a sin dynasty Gutted like fool's paradise Glutted on cruel appeitites... "We've woven hearts a thorn arbour Left tear streaked reason upon the shore And bereft of compass, star or more Set out for this World's end Few at the prow, most slave below Painting coal a perfect gold But for all it's worth, the engines slow Dead in the brine again Come cabin fever, sodomy on the bounty Prey to phallus seas That hiss and foam to douse disease A storm roars on the way Blacker than the Ace of Rapes Dealt out by Death in darkwood glades Our Ship of Fools, all boards handmade Sinks, dashed by seismic waves..."

5. Lord Abortion
"Care for a little necrophilia? Hmm?" I was born with a birthmark of cinders Debris cast from the stars and Mother A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead The bonesaw on the backseat On this bitter night of giving head A sharp rear entry, an exit in red Lump in the throat, on my come choke The killing joke worn thin with breath I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through Aah! Nostalgia grows Now times nine or ten Within this vice den called a soul Dying resurrection I dig deep to come again The spasm of orgasm on a roll... I live the slow serrated rape The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate Victims force fed their own face Tear stains upon the drape I should compare them To a warm Summer's day But to the letter, it is better To lichen their names to a grave Counting My years on an abacus strung With labial rings and heartstrings undone Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead The bonesaw on the backseat On this bitter night of giving head A sharp rear entry, an exit in red Lump in the throat, on My come choke The killing joke worn thin with breath Horrorscopes My diorama

A twelve part (so far) psychodrama Another chained I mean to harm Her Inside as well as out A perverts gasp inside the mask I'm hard, blow My house of cards All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts In brute vermilion parts... Now I slither through the hairline cracks In sanity, best watch your back Possessed with levering Hell's gates wide Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack My ambition is to slay anon A sinner in the hands of a dirty God Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais Of light where faith leads truth astray I slit guts guts and free the moistest faces Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within "My heart was a wardrum beat By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults When number thirteen fell in My lap Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Mantrap My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled At the blurred edges or reason 'til I was fulfilled Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades She went out like the light in My mind Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine... Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for fucks Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously But when has ONE been able TO best separate the THREE? I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do Aah, aah, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through..." "You Fucking Whore!" The suspect shadow sher they least Expect My burning grasp to reach The stranglehold, the opened arms Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred Rainbows that My razors wrung

Midst Her screams and seams undone Sung at the top of punctured lungs I bite My spiteful tongue Lest curses spat from primal lairs Freeze romance where Angels, bare Are lost to love, bloodloss, despair I weep, they merely stare... And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare.

6. Amor E Morte
Her bouquets are wilted Too long has She slept Their cruel red mouths darkened To bowed silhouettes I saw in a new moon With Her scent on my breath But then all to soon Came the hunger for flesh I held Her in eyes like necropoli Laying Her on a tomb with a view Lighting Her from Her feet To the stars in Her hair Drove sweet blood to Her throat And My lips parted there (In the tone of splintered bone) She screams benighted My limbs ignite A carneal carnivore On all fours to go... An ebon Nemesis From torture gardens of Dis Having never breathed an Eve As far narcotic as this Two spellbound hellhounds Hearts pounding loud Racing Heaven out of focus Under quicksilver clouds "God is maimed come let us prey..." To lunar deities that pave deadways Twixt the living and the grave Amor e Morte

To cast our fearl shadows there We made Love bleed on a Deathbed shared Where, begging Me to feed To best be Were... I licked Her wounds and ate Her rare Argentinum spurred Her watnon words incurred A sin ridden tongue To open trading in fur Never were those gates of pearl So rubbed to their cusp Never were the Worlds above So bitten with the bestial... Seraphim fell like guillotines Giving gracious head Instead of harking prophecies And how our brother sang Amor e Morte In the thick evergreens Theirs was a chorus for raucous souls Shifting shape and lifting napes To commemorate Erotic stains Amor e Morte Unfasten thy masque Come skyclad to my arms Leave thy gown a dark pool at thy feet I yearn musky valleys that no Man hath seen The chill keen of stars Over Yew and deep wooded ravines A hidden meridian Where Midian may be... In black antlered glades Encunted in this forest Goddess She whispers My name I buck under flames Animal nitrates Howling through my veins I ride riptides that wrest and writhe to the fore New lusts ecllipsing lips That brought me to this verge of War With inner beasts unleashed To feast, fuck and run

Rampart in chase of She wolf pacts Forged on heat with setting Suns I love the night It would murder My soul Should I ever fall blind For though thy flesh haunts I keep also in mind The stampede of clouds From Dusk's predatory sky Purple versed like the funeral hearse That first turned thee over to My... Unbridled kiss when I found thee in mist Dressed for the sepulchre My Demon bride... "God is maimed come let Us prey..." To Lunar Deities that pave deadways Twixt the living and the grave Amor e Morte Ours was a chorus for raucous souls Shifting sape and lifting nape To commemorate Erotic stains Amor e Morte Amor e Morte

7. Creatures That Kissed In Cold Mirrors

8. Her Ghost In The Fog


"The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait Soft winds whisper the bidding of trees As this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart And the Midnightmare trampling of dreams But oh, no tears please Fear and pain may accompany Death But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty As We shall see..."

She was divinity's creature That kissed the cold mirrors A Queen of Snows Far beyond compare Lips attuned to symmetry Sought Her everywhere Dark liqoured eyes An Arabian nightmare... She shone on watercolours Of my pondlife as pearl Until those who couldn't have Her Cut Her free of this World That fateful Eve when... The trees stank of sunset and camphor Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw An inquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast On my love picking rue by the light of the moon Putting reason to flight Or to death as their way They crept through woods mesmerized By the taffeta Ley Of Her hips that held sway Over all they surveyed Save a mist on the rise (A deadly blessing to hide) Her ghost in the fog They raped left... (Five men of God) ...Her ghost in the fog Dawn discovered Her there Beneath the Cedar's stare Silk dress torn, Her raven hair Flown to gown Her beauty bared Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood "Never to part Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts" Then this I screamed: "Come back to Me for I was born in love with thee So why should fate stand in between?"

And as I drowned Her gentle curves With dreams unsaid and final words I espied a gleam trodden to earth The Church bell tower key... The village mourned her by the by For She'd been a witch Their Men had longed to try And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs My tortured soul on ice A Queen of snow Far beyond compare Lips attuned to symmetry Sought Her everywhere Trappistine eyes An Arabian nightmare... She was Ersulie possessed Of a milky white skin My porcelain Yin A graceful Angel of Sin And so for Her... The breeze stank of sunset and camphor My lantern chased Her phantom and blew Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed... Putting reason to flight Or to flame unashamed I swept form cries Mesmerized By the taffeta Ley Or Her hips that held sway Over all those at bay Save a mist on the rise A final blessing to hide Her ghost in the fog And I embraced Where lovers rot... Her ghost in the fog Her ghost in the fog

9. Satanic Mantra
"Archangel, Dark Angel Lend me thy light Through Death's veil 'Til we have Heaven in sight!"

10. Tearing The Veil From Grace


Biblical choirs soar beyond veiled light A swan song for ravens trapped flapping in night A tragic yet magical fall from grace Too awful to taste for the led and the chaste Those whose long fetters are addressed to all saints Free shining souls torn from God's given Reich Defiled, reviled, exiled from sight And Hell knows we sought victory Chancing the leash But when bad die were cast We were cast down to die A steeple of needles thrust into our eyes So scholars might say we were blinded by pride Like the sin of Our Father (and the whims of our kind) Whom in Isaiah and Midian thrived Regaining His sights for the storming of skies... And after descenturies have crawled, vilified Our dark harkened day on spread wing now arrives For eternity is a coprophagic Backward figure head Gorging on Her own bitter end And We have eaten shit Until we're close to addicts Now grime is running out For us to make amends To retake what once was lost To exalt our throne above the stars of God "To throw our fuck into gates and guts Of a severed never land Where we, the damned

Once pleasured ran Like seamen from the phallus sea" Atrocious oceans must be crossed To exalt our throne above the stars of God The thirteenth sign of the Zodiac climbs Cowled and scythed to snuff the sunrise... Throwing shades of war before like prophecy Night breed freed from the vasty deep ...Nasty reap of freaks forsaken And when sultry Dusk disrobes they'll learn She is not a natural blond For the lower She goes the darker it grows An Eve that blows on Her knees for Satan Fellated Satan Screams congeal in clotted pearl As He unfurls from aching hibernation Stormbringer drums thunder to full Dis orchestra As lighting streaks with fire Black clouds that shroud the Earth Whose cold breasts have held us in scar pillories But now the Sun is loath to come The crescent moon is freed... Elated Satan The scimitar slash to the under gash Of Heaven too slight for penetration We strike as wolves from the thickening fog To exalt our throne over the stars of God Lowly holy goats bare the brunt Of rabid dogmas on a stellar bearhunt Bastioned in citadels and monastic cells That smell of blessed cunt Like a convent where crosses rust From thirty dirty habits of shaved nun There where deeper needs are begged of lust And cess and less impress enough Obtaining the ord of Our Guardian, Anger And Death's tunnel vision Bad thing in collision The locking of eyes and jagged antler Unpicking the seams of fate sewn over dreams Feasting from throats of celestial thieves

And God knows we seek victory Now that we are unleashed To drive nails home of blind faith through those Who drove us from error to terror below Refugees clung to a crown furred in flies Tarred with red honey, the plaster Of many a spire that aspired to rise Seeking Messiahs that by us soon die... In the start like a cast In morality plays Our hearts wore a mask Of dead rooks in the rain The World was our cloister No prayer, bent in shame Our once lucent plumage Stung with horn withered grey... And away... As Aeons slew so we grew to myth Revenge accrued to a monolith Bursting through from our roofed abyss Like an aether greased fist Now vulvite gates are so sorely missed Our horror pours through the orifice Where once the spheres and archangels kissed Phallelujah! Fellated Satan His coming assails The Night In Gales That bewail turned tides That engulf their nation Now divinity is a worm ridden mouth In a darkened high house Overrun by disease So let the truth be wrung That the Banished Ones intent On reinstatement have won We breathe by virtue of their rot Now our souls exult above the stars of God

11. Tortured Soul Asylum


"Oh, sweet Midian, I burn for thee at heart. Don't despair me. Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather To where pleasure rings deep secrets In spurts, after dark..." Under full moons waxing lyrically: Death's poetry floods the soul, Like the freezing seed of a demon freed To curse the stars with vertigo. And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs, Hymeneal gates to darker sides. A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies. Midian... Haunted by this portent, This obsession in my mind. With a city sunk below, Tall cedar groves and graves sublime Sporting their importance, Marble wings spread to the skies. A vale of dreams that it would seem, The daylights race to leave behind. These visions struck like a furious fuck Nailing wet lips to cold cemetery walls. Flashes of lust to dust Splashed across my psychic pall, As hybrid lovers reached their cusp With final thrusts I saw it all. Forbidden Midian, A long fabled Judecca. A sanctuary for sin... You rival Heaven Above Heaven's tragic wreck (Though the only Angels in repose Were those with ivy strangled necks) Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and vault. Gaunt, haunched edifices Midst lightfingered mists, From whence more awful shadows Drew back rusted bolts

And dared a threshold. The searing Sun had knelt to kiss. Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth, The Tribes of Christ will not forgive And shall not suffer their kind to live! For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs, Or their waltz so sibilant Through the gathering gloom! But from flumes of the moon in bloom, Baring each a face effaced, And raped in the womb! In hidden Midian, A Vatican lying in state, For the sanctity of sin... To rival Heaven Free of Heaven's tragic wreck (Though the only Angels that arose Were those who fell to most requests) Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault Caught twisted whispers where fisted sisters Haunched, flaunted orifice Midst lighter fingered mists. Whilst I watched without revolt, Carnalities few beasts permit. Between the dog and wolf, Bared fangs met in intercourse. A nightly rite of teeth and cunt, For those below who rose to hunt. Soar sights that preyed on Me for days, And in laudenum's haze I painted them all... The slew of sith and kin I drew in blood, my veins in thrall To Deathugees at peace within Grotesques and wolves in women's skins The raven winged and missing limb Suicides and split thighed Seraphim. And marble stairs Stargrazers dare Ascend like prayer (As smoke or ghost or lithe nightmares)

Under full moons waxing lyrically: Death's poetry floods the soul, Like the freezing seed of a demon freed To curse the star with vertigo. And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs, Hymeneal gates to other sides. A labyrinth wherein Midian hides Midian... I know I've seen Through the black backed mirrors in sanity: Lucent prides amassed in last retreat, Prurient souls but no more freaks Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from Me. And just like grim ascension prophecies, My revenge, carved deep, will be A grisly plot that reads, Like my filthy white ward spattered with their screams. When My Deviliverers come from fog for Me... ... Please come for me... Exhuming the moon, Through the bars in My room. The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through. But no Genotypes, Aphrodites, Demon archetypes, No Cenobites rise to clame me from you! No! No! No! Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell! No! No! No! With prophets and losses, And dead men from crosses, My fate is a preview of derelict Hell! Midian! Midian!

12. For Those Who Died


[Japanese Bonus Track] [Sabbat's "History Of A Time To Come" (1987) cover.]

Our tongues they could not silence with their malicious lies, Their unforgotten violence, remember those who died. And as my flesh is put to fire I hear their voices still, Their unjust accusations demanding I am killed. "We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee, Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency, Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name, Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same." Burning, Burning, Burning, Burning, into the fire. a funeral pyre. into the fire. a funeral pyre.

This self-righteous inquisition is a plague upon our land, As false as the confessions they force from shattered hands. "We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee, Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency, Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name, Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same." Burning, Burning, Burning, Burning, into the fire. a funeral pyre. into the fire. a funeral pyre.

Abused my broken body is cleansed by righteous flame, Their God a 'God of Mercy' yet in whose name I slain. My innocence the victim of their superstitious fears, Religious persecution for the past three hundred years. Preaching peace and mercy 'neath the shadow of the knife, A papal reign of terror, slaughter in the name of Christ. And as my flesh is put to fire I hear their voices still, Their unjust accusations demanding I am killed. "We shall show no mercy to heathen such as thee, Who stand accused and have refused the Church's clemency, Your wicked acts are endless through the crimes we cannot name, Innocent or guilty proved, we'll burn you just the same." Burning, into the fire. Burning, a funeral pyre. Burning, into the fire.

Burning, a funeral pyre.

album: "Bitter Suites To Succubi" (2001)

1. Sin Deep My Wicked Angel

2. All Hope In Eclipse


A thousand nights once succoured Me In the shadow of misanthropy Sat gargoyle-limbed amid My licking flame A cruel tongue at work in Her secret vaults Sent Rebellion's embers into revolt The coming of extinction Synched to whimpers of my name... Legion I arose, a flood of inhumanity An acid reign to purify the world The Asp at Pharaoh's breast The Atom split under duress A sniper at the gates of spattered pearl My heart, torn apart, left a rifled grave... Save for an unfurled flag of hate To enthral a mindless zombie race All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse Black bibles I incribed, The words "Damnation through design" Seemed a bitter truth far better for the lie For as hope was felled by reason Forlorn became the season And Death was swift to swallow on the hells of life Lowered souls, growing cold, tentered easy prey When heaven's flock, a fair game, dropped I bored of war with God with greater thrones to claim...

All heil, all heil, all heil the Libertine's wish All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse Then between the past and the ravening dark A sly Messiah came In the thick of treaty with obligatory greed She stole the soul hate had sold away An ancient chill blew down the centuries That night atonement's eyes Lit a burning man in Me When love lay bleeding And Fates sate feeding From wounds gored 'neath Those cherubic wings She of kindred light Gladly sacrificed Eternity Just to be With Me As the moon whose silvered fingers play On words and dreams too cursed for day She led my hand to lands I'd not accrued Where the Faun Dawn bathed Her golden hair And faith renewed, leaped joyous there I praised their worth, then planned their conquest too... All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse All heil, all heil, all heil the Libertine's wish All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse ...and ignorance is truly bliss.

3. Born In A Burial Gown


Sibilant and macabre Walpurgis sauntered in Skies litten with five-pointed stars The work of crafts surpassing sin As She graced Her window ledge - An orphaned gypsy nymph This issue of the forest's bed Skin flushed with sipped absinthe -

Her eyes revealed, as Brocken's peak Tried once concealing Hell A snow white line of divine freaks In riot, where they fell... The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight For seven days and seven festival nights What wicked wonders lie within the confines Of the panther's den She watches from a maypole, on the rip of Her tongue The restless spirit of Christmas to come A Gretel sick of merely sucking Her thumb Than gingerbread men Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial She was the light of the world going down War-torn, forlorn and malarial She was found Born in a burial gown Unloosed, the chain of Her god-given cross Seduced, now pagan ribbons swathe Her repose In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost Too many decades misfit and mislaid In innocence, a tender legend of prey Parades Her second coming, now they're running afraid Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial She was the light of the world going down War-torn, forlorn and malarial She was found Born in a burial gown Now She moves with a predator's guile Beyond the fire-lit circle of life She soothes your cold heart for a while Then matches its beat, synching in with a knife She wrestles Her dreams with a delicate case Espied by Her cross on the wall And should She awake, through embrace or mistake She would take Jesus Bless foot forward and all... Sibilant and at last The circus crawled away With another lover in its arms Dancing on Her grave...

4. Summer Dying Fast


Through acrid clouds of summer flies The garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing at the grave of the dead Nazarene I watch the storm approaching The darkness calls my name The trees are growing restless They feel the season change Their fruit has putrified Forbidden once and bound to die The thread of life lies severed On the brink of paradise Grinning winds of hate unfurled Dash towers tall that grip the sun Talons stretch her veil Reclamation, our time has come... Autumn spreads its golden wings And lays the path for those unseen A tangled web of evil spun at last... Winter spawn from barren thighs To readdress, to slay the blind And throw the reins untethered to the skies They pray to the full moon rising Diana moving with such infinite grace Wrapped alone in a blanket of nightfall How many secrets can they read by your face? Will they know of majesty Of secrets held in dream-dead sleep And frozen stars that gild the forest floor? Will their "god" of bridled love Assuage our rule from planes above Or shrink in fear from Chaos roused for war? WAR! Wrest askew the nails That have held you, lurking deep September prayers are waning Burn the shrines of fettered sheep

Spearhead the insurrection Of a world that seeks no end "We are what we are, what we shall be, again..." Appear; draped in terror To the comfort of your kin Stain the milky sunset red And let the others in... Summer's dying...

5. No Time To Cry
[Sisters of Mercy cover] It's just a feeling I get sometimes A feeling Sometimes And I get frightened Just like you I get frightened too But it's... [CHORUS] (No (No (No (No no no no no no) no) no) no) No No No No time time time time for heartache to run and hide for breaking down to cry

Sometimes in the world as is you've Got to shake the hand that feeds you It's just like Adam says It's not so hard to understand It's just like always coming down on Just like Jesus never came and What did you expect to find It's just like always here again it's... [CHORUS] Everything will be alright Everything will turn out fine Some nights I still can't sleep And the voices pass with time

And I keep [repeat] No time for tears No time to run and hide No time to be afraid of fear I keep no time to cry [CHORUS]

6. The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh


From the primeval mass Let precious chaos vent Sacred flesh drenched in fornication Beloved by Set May the winds gather her together From the secrets of men After thousands of years of terrifying silence She comes again (All Destroyer) The abolition of the yeshua begins... Shattered are the icons of the worthless The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogs World without end Cherish the lissome wants of pernicious evil Dusk in her eyes Torn bloody weeping skies Darkness will hasten to devour And the weak will flee or die Heil Vaskt, drinker of blood, dancer on flames, disposer of light, lover of darkness. Shes holding an inquisition from the bandaged, feeble, watch. I slay the lamb in the fervour of thine Abandonment unto Our Lady With a quenchless thirst for the infinite For Her that exists beyond all knowledge Storming from tired centuries Under the glare of a waxing death-moon

Terrible beauty of love severed Rip the baby from the virginal womb The blood of Jesus Is the wine of the dead And the drunken angels Bleed with incest The Liliot suckle on Her fruitful breasts And yield the swords that sever and stain There will be no act or passion wrought That shall not be attributed to Her names To the name of Baphomet... Artemis, Bastet, Astarte I yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising

7. Suicide And Other Comforts


I pace, alone In a place for the dead Overcome by woe And here, I've grown So fond of dread That I swear it's heaven Oh sweet Mary, Dressed in grief Roll back the stone With these words scrawled in a severed hand Tears fall like shards of glass that band In rivers, like sinners Swept with me to join the damned A darkened sky The day that laughter died Fell swiftly into night And stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how easy now the sacrifice My life, to have Her with me So farewell to distant thunder Those inept stars I've worshipped under

Fall father, their Father Lies in wait in flames below Whilst my love, a blood red flower Calls to me from verdant bowers Graveside, I cry Please save me from this Hell I know A darkened sky The day that laughter died Fell swiftly into night And stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me An eye for an eye as espied in the bible My faith is lost to the burning of idols One less cross to press upon the survival Of this lorded agony And I, (much as I have tried To bury Her from mind, Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died...) Still sense Her presence so divine Lithe arms about my throat Like pining swans entwined Footfalls at nightfall close to mine Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars See Her face in every natural feature Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever... With glee deceiving me Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her Siren song to sing along, no finer Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor Strike a chord with misery No light nor reef No unsinkable of romance keeps me Safely from the stormy seas Now drowning, resounding Death-knells pound my dreams Unthinkable to dredge through this Listless and lonely winter frieze

A darken sky This day hereafter dies Falls swiftly into night And stays within my sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me No more a victim of a crusade Where souls are strung from a moral palisade I slit my wrists and quickly slip away... I journey now on jewelled sands Beneath a moon to Summerlands To grace Her lips with contraband The blaze once in my veins

8. Dinner At Deviant's Palace


[Backwards] Our Father who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, as in heaven, so on earth. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors. And bring us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.

9. The Black Goddess Rises II


Thee I invoke, bornless one All woman, pure predator Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell Like a seething fall from grace Thee I worship... Thou art darkest Gabrielle Lilith who rode the steed Thou art pale Hecate Rising from Thessaly Crush their unworthy idols

No church shall bar our path Seductive Evil, drink your fill Of the bleeding Christ in your arms Thou art in my dreams The darkness in my eyes The rapture in my screams Black goddess arise Nothing will keep us apart We could kill them all If our desire tore free Our union is one, sweet, sinful Eve As the night draws in beside her As we embrace the dark with designs I pour my soul to those eyes of fire As I bury my seed deep inside Archangel, snare the flesh Suck dry the ebbing wound Leave them lifeless and broken My beloved... Oh, how I have craved for you You so pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winter Am I to bleed myself dry just to see your delight? And the fear retreats forever (Come to me... Black Goddess arise) When my secrets are buried in thine (Come to me... Black Goddess arise) Under seven stars we came together (Come to me... Black Goddess arise) To plot the new age's decline (Come to me... ARISE!) Ishtar my Queen Come forth to me And help me seize My future from the House of Death That in the release of immortality I should slay their fucking Nazarene Ah... the lies... the jew... I kill for you Hidden lusts will break the gates and swarm As love secretes the thrill for war The virgin raped shall seek to whore She-wolf bare your snarling jaw

10. Scorched Earth Erotica


Sunset, expect This to be your last with Our vast return As Death is set At three sixes where hill-beacons burn Darkness, undress Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar Blood-red, yet still unfed Lips distend ending, time to falter Welcome, arms tied down crucified... The slaughter Lightening freezes seven Outtakes from the rape of the world Sins expelled from Heaven Now befoul from the bowels of Hell Where the tragic in theory and practice fell Last prayers, hang in the air Each unto their own rag and bonemeal saviours Strung where crippled vultures dare Golgotha Coughs another cross to grave God's failure Once the forests spired Nurtured in Nature'heart Now dreat cedars feed the pyres Need-fires lit for greater harm As Her children toy with razors Sightless and deeply scarred And the moon arose to phase Her Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars And lights Our path Back through the shattered glass (We come like drumming thunder Tides enwreathed in scum and plunder Kraken-teethed to tear asunder All those too blind to see...)

Where the tragic in theory and practice meet Deranged, uncaged We rage like a plague through this age of greed Sowers of discord, growing wars to reap A terrible crop to beat a vicious retreat Scorched Earth, rebirth Disintered in the writhe of the lone survivor Whose worth is worse than the curse Of Sardonicus choking on his own saliva Who shares the last laugh now Dead wedded fates fulfil their vows? Foot in mouth of sacred cows Face down in dust and poisoned ground...

album: "Damnation And A Day" (2003)

1. A Bruise Upon The Silent Moon


"And the Earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep..."

2. The Promise Of Fever


In the beginning Rimmed with wind and storm A great black wrath of infinite math Spat snarling into form And there was Heaven Lit up with precious stones Each one could fall but for the rule Of Faith and love and stronger thrones And therein rose vast wonders Affections to be seen Fathered from the plundered Reflections of a dream Fogging into nightmare

For him whose place was set With wayward stars that absent, marred All creation with their theft In the beginning Bewinged and ringed with dawn This favoured Avatar, enthralled Swansongs from those that thronged this shore With Gabriel and Michael He shone with fierce intent For loyalty, their joy to see Him spur the hymns to heaven (sent) For sculptured lips of seraphim Whom fate then cruelly rent (With sleight fingered strains of harmony) Each note to grim portent As grinning nimbus gathered Over spires arabesque For Him that blazed with holy praise That for a jealous God was meant Shining Feriluce Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits Basked in glory, flew To lakes in sacred altitudes Sweet haunting music swathed the breeze With curling tongues that lapped the lead As through thick mountain mist (with thoughts adrift) Until at last, past grasping trees He paused to draught forbidden streams That whispered siren promises To drown his thirst (for sports amiss) These waters held secrets Like raped Russian dolls Wherein evil and good Tore his soul for control And drunk with the verse of desire's first words The weight of the universe Slunk in rehearsed Horror in numbers too great to discern The rotting of worlds to the conqueror worm And love a rare orchid so fragile in bloom Espied gasping breath under dark sheeted moons

Shining Feriluce Reflected in jaded mirror Climbing from the noose Of time in divine servitude And thus a strange new melody Of will and wanton fantasies Whetted by the veiled, seen Danced from his ashen lips In red dawn scores, the silver scream Of truth and her deleted scenes Was taken up as far, it seemed As God his words eclipsed (Those waters hid visions Like butchers in war Perverting the course Of life's blood evermore...) In the beginning Skinned well with gibbous tones Of countenance and ignorance In equal measures sewn A marbled arc of Angels Sworn to the morningstar Shared His pride and deep inside Felt Chill Shadows sweep their cards

3. Hurt And Virtue


Distant vistas Swathed in the haze Of the reddening sunset Fell to whispers 'Neath stars that marred descending skies From the cusp of midnight mountains Wending as a mist Rebels truced with Feriluce (In truth, few could resist) Came praising his hellraising through The sparse and marble clime Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made Her fountains flood with wine Lifted with the gift

Of their dark seductive songs She drifted from the path She was surely set upon Courting chaos Prized in sight Of the covering angel Taught in ways of Smothering another lover Other than God Worshipped in each other's arms Like spider eidolons The moon conducted like a charm Those strange arrangements on And this is how they came to be Dragged before the throne Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run On soft white throats and punctured moans Though fated now than later By his tutor that had been He baited the Creator With the future he had seen Of Michael, psyched with jealousies A reich right by His side And worming Man about to be The apple of His eye His children lost to free will And the cost of beaten hearts Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue When Her kiss became a scar Seraph enemies Why has my lord forsaken my judgment Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies? From embittered lips These words were slathered Split with the whips Of their witch hunt gathered He sought Her grave Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage... Blasphemer! Blasphemer! Though she was gone Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng

But ghosted back where she belong... A grace embracing Michael In a lace of tears that bleared his pride He swallowed Blood followed Though with spit for all things divine Though with spit for all things so fucking blind His seal He tore And to the floor He threw this tie to heaven Signifying holy war And watchful of this sign A thousand flames, unauthorised Left celestial posts To coalesce and, unified Return their fallen leader As he turned one final time And threw a glance Like a downward lance That stung like guilt in every mind

4. An Enemy Led The Tempest


As pride precedes the downfall So he took His place before the firewall Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung Between forgiveness and the damage done An electric scent over drear decay Lent a violent surge to their serenades Through white glades as His winged parade Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors Within vast skies unversed in starkness His might grew And blew light hues to grey... And worse, a third of stars to darkness Then thunder seethed And wreathed in thickening night A line was drawn midst wrong and right

And across the throat of thieves As love fell choked, the tempest broke From Heaven's farthest shore Descending to eclipse all hope Repentance might stay holy war He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind Enraged, he raved in balrog howls Upon a storm firstborn of sin Incensed anew, rebellious tore Like frenzied beasts of prey Through temple doors... Thrown east before the midnight masses And where once bliss reigned so serene In sweeter glades Now veins ran openly... Like eyes that shed from kindred ashes When suddenly There shone a hideous light And a voice like three insanities Soared up in thistled speech "Thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none And for this grave mistake How thou art fallen Morning Sun The proud will be abased" He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind And lo, the wrath of god swept down... "Thou art no more an angel filled With light, but a leech to be abhorred And thou shalt suffer My burning will"... Quoth this raven: "Nevermore" Never fucking more And with these words like heavy stone Cast against that gilded throne With many legions still in tow He turned his wings to flee His eyes a picture of distaste Drawn to tears and in their place The dawn of time and fates to face

Through all eternity... I wept for him a deep red river That ran like blood through scarred ravines To sluice away the guilt that slithered Like a serpent tongue to Eve For once as I, in heaven climbed Too high for truth to truly see My sunken mind, drunken and blind Saw the lie: The fool was Me... Alone and cold, face to the crack Beyond the dark gates with no way back His crown of gold faded to black Like a bruise upon the heart that lingers With thrill-kill culture shock wave lengths Of rope to hang high Ten commandments by... Snaked about his upraised fingers

5. Damned In Any Language (A Plague On Words)


"And there was war in heaven. Michael and his angels fought against the Dragon, and the Dragon fought and his angels, and prevailed not. Neither was their place found anymore in Heaven. And the Great Dragon was cast out, that old serpent called the devil and Satan which deceiveth the whole world, he was cast out into the Earth and his angels were cast out with him." [Revelations 12:7-9]

6. Better To Reign In Hell


Better to reign in hell Better to reign in hell Heart in hand passed clasp of pain In dark lowland that set bad blood in veins Burning, like penal fires roused to strain The jagged-toothed skyline braced with crosses The golden dawn Lay lost to mist where Emboldened thorns

Made their bed with toppled stones He closed His eyes Sunken to dream there Of crow-black skies And a great white empty throne Horror stalked the bilious fogs That balked his visions He licked the spittle from the cheeks of the wry And drifted back to when His stung its target The sneer of Michael on a glorious high Of angel dust and Virtue by his side Drowning in the past That downfall seemed like yesterday Though blurred moons passed As enemies in high places laughed Moved to mirrors cracked with heavy lines He rose snowblind, through shifting sands of time Erased the trace and taste of bitter wines The grapes of wrath grew fat on the vine She came to Him A little whip of tantrums Thrashed on velvet skins That lines Her wishbone Henge Her name was Sin A warming spurt of mantras Splashed on occult tongues That whispered sweet revenge For the shame of their crawl from grace Cold and hollow as the grave And for a rape and ruinous scourge Spared for souls that shared God's worship For now their throats coated notes with dirge That poured from parapets to the pits below Drowning in the past A wretched scream like yesterday Died at last With the rising of the revenant dark All sharpened claws and blunt discharge "I shall bow no more to the dogs of the Lord

Tearing at my carcass heart I shall fall to my knees only at the keyholes Of Virtue slipping into bondage masks... Freewill made me better to reign in hell" And with new wings Unfurled and spoken He took to things That would desecrate the world The seduction of both woman and man For a bastard masterplan Drowning out the past Fool Fates unwound cruel yesterdays beneath the stars That staggered from the blast

7. Serpent Tongue
[Part 1] So adept was unspoken Man At dusting ledgers of the seraphim That Lilith swept across the broken land In a whirl of lust to pleasure him This bland Adam, a reaper of the sun In bone dry season, for Eve was busy sucking thumbs Pricked in rosy gardens as he spattered into shells And ran with morning fauna; His mastiffs and gazelle Breathless as the wind Adam, prowled, fell foul to Sin But not before She spread Her grin Across His silent lips At crack of day, though what was shame? The raptor's nest wherein they lay Bore witness to Her soft parade Of fingers come to grips His undivine attention won She deftly spun From 'neath His thrusts to writhe above In ecstasy Pendulous She swung

As if her limbs imbibed His tongue To spill, as with His rod The secret name of God But no seed passed those fruitful lips (Serpent Tongue) For fearing Her who grasped, He slit (Serpent Tongue) Her throat from ear to where She fled (Serpent Tongue) With tail and blood between Her legsss... [Part II] So very kept was the virgin hand That brushed the treasures of Utopia And how the greed swept across the desert sands In late August just to measure Her This hallowed Eve, a creature of the moon A simple dish born with a silver spoon Giddy sniffing orchids that opened after dusk Incubus and Prudence, two such swoon to touch Her Restless as the skies Temptation, bloomed, found room to rise And snatching breaths between Her thighs He crawled to Eve... At dead of night, the sticky clime Smelt perfect to this serpentine This shining Angel Palled in mysteries... Her undivine attention won He deftly spun A web of for the one Great sacred tree Bejewelled and lit As if a thousand shades did flit About boughs of forbidden lore Hidden for the want of more And when seeds passed those fruitful lips And Mankind basked in vast eclipse A Devil shot of thin disguise Surmised to better paradise

8. Carrion
Lurking in the shade Of dark and fragrant trees Shirking from the rage That tore the heavens free A vagrant Angel His with span to see The garden swell with terrors To banish man and Eve Another fall from grace Whiplashed from the gates Half-naked and insane Full-blooded, breasted Nerve ends tested To behests of pain A sombre lot to gain A storm slid in Borne by carnal winds The upper ether thinned And therein sat abominations Satan seated there Savouring the reek of desolation Their dank despair Moved His speech to leech the air "Behold the golden door To paradise is lost So praise Me as you raised your Lord And I shall thaw this gnawing frost" Another fall from grace Whiplashed from the gates Half-naked and insane And destined for a spiteful Fate Wherein evil sought the shamed As pawns in greater stakes Across this cosmic game To win the hand Of darkness and Set Her in her rightful place "Cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow thou shalt eat of it all the days of thy life; Thorns also and thistles shall bring it forth to thee; and thou shalt eat the herb of the field; In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for

out of it was thou taken: for dust thou art and unto dust shalt thou return." [Genesis 3:17-19] At the throat of the human race With claws engorged and poised to rake With that the pact was sealed And as creation reeled Bewitched oration filled The hearts of all Who came to crawl Upon these earthen fields A sombre lot to till A wracked black acid song Spat from the massive throng Of Seraph knelt along The deep red welt to domination The deep red welt to domination

9. The Mordant Liquor Of Tears


[Instrumental]

10. Presents From The Poison-Hearted


Reigning at the feast of Phantasia Heightened pleasures were endeavoured to bow Before My coronation and vocal aspirations To rule this fool creation fallen 'neath me now I knew deep eyes Of a distant Christ Were scarred from afar under starry lustre Sighting my recitals on the rites of vice Perverting Virtue Enslaving grace Behind the glittering mask of pride Saving face finding thorns to pierce His side Desire, the fire

Spread hell throughout my soul And higher the wire The more I sought control Straining from the leash in exultation Head to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungs The global scent of fornication A writhe of many vipers deciphering tongues I whispered schemes to dreamers then To pursue an Eden That screamed of me supreme again As my world bloomed So too the moon Through Adam to Seth, Enos, Cainan Mahalaleel and Jared blew Perverting virtue Enslaving grace Behind the slippery guise of lies Saving face making waves to drown their faith Messiahs, Pariahs Aeons reversed the two This higher, their spires The more cursed grew their roots And suffering... I swept cruel seas On the galley of the shadow of death A fist in the cunt of the spread horizon A kiss for the sun risen red once dines on The coast of Menses Discharged from celestial wombs A first degree murder of ravens Followed in fugue through the crack of doom The Goat of Mendes I set regime In the galley of the shadow of death... Angels in raiments As pure as coal Taking their payments In tortured mortal souls A bold direction The abyss edge But on cold reflection One they warmed to nonetheless

As they preyed the paths of the righteous Through the myth of thistled orchard floors Bearing gifts of plenitude, for The apples of the Lord were rotten to the core Temptation, my ambassador Attila, Hesiod, Pharisees and Nero All begged of Me for more Down dark steps of history I waged war with a heaven I could not see... Beyond my wildest fantasies Throwing sixes over deadly sin I traded whose who played to win Skin for precious kin... And that that wormed within Staining the reams of revelation Etching ever-afters in accursed verse The limpid rags of resurrection From papal parapets were to dirt dispersed Desire, the flyers Spread hell throughout their souls And higher the fire The more I held control

11. Doberman Pharaoh


To and fro, through freeze and thaws From zenith to nadir The universal tug of war Saw lines drawn in the sands appear Divisions of a promised land And Hell for those that dwelt Beneath a Pharaoh's granite hand Where death wed something else Millennia swam passed Since the covened Ark Ran aground on Ararat... But anew, tempered shadows grew

Out of Midian, strewing fear Over verdant lawns, the resurgent storms Led a desert son to sear From the palace orchard I espied... (Where swooning trees and moonless beams vied For the painted eye of the royal bride Whose gliding curves were deified) ...beyond Her grace where love would die Wretched destiny arrive Back and forth the prophet came Riddled with a tongue of plagues That would render might Egypt lame If the rage of God stayed unassuaged... I listened with a heavy heart But unveiled to the threats This Hebrew in a jackal's mask Would dredge into effect Thenceforth the Nile reddened s if Set stretched His hand To beset the damned And bruised with flies The skies grew leadened But these miracles, feared Were all but reared By nature, whose law alone Stood that revered This hysteria passed, but still the mark Of Yahveh burned on in the dark One final time, on the steps to the shrine Of Thoth, I twined with fate "Let my people go" "Still my word is no" "Then Death shall be the deciding plague" Since the crimes divine I left behind I'd warred with every tribe that plied In holy vestament, but with time Bored sore of clawing what was mine I laid my bones and made my throne With a view to paradise Thenceforth the heavens deafened As if great beasts

Were unleashed to feast on man And with carrion span Michael was weaponed To descend with scorn A dark reform Through Pi-Ramses Skinning mine and Her firstborn Thus suspiria passed each sacred mark Of Yahveh, bleeding in the dark With nauseous dawn, a cry, forlorn Unified from plazas deep The prophet's curse Far worse had worked To wrest the war in me from sleep Drowned in light, a downward light Bathed the snaking exodus Through the wilderness As the Aeons crept Impressed with fresh bloodlust

12. Babalon A.D. (So Glad For The Madness)


I bled on a pivotal stretch Like a clockwork Christ Bears sore stigmata, bored And as I threw Job, I drove Myself to a martyred wretch To see if I drew pity Or pretty litanies from the Lord So the plot sickened With the coming of days Ill millennia thickened With the claret I sprayed And though they saw red I left a dirty white stain A splintered know in the grain On Eden's marital aid So glad for the madness

I walked the walls naked to the moon In Sodom and Babylon And through rich whores and corridors Of the Vatican I led a sordid Borgia on I read the Urilia text So that mortals wormed As livebait for the dead And as I broke hope, I choked Another pope with manna peel Dictating to DeSade In the dark entrails of the Bastille And as he wrote, I smote A royal blow to the heads of France And in the sheen of guillotines I saw others, fallen, dance I was an incurable Necromantic old fool A phagadaena that crawled Drooling over the past A rabid wolf in shawl A razor's edge to the rule That the stars overall Were never destined to last So glad for the madness I furnaced dreams, a poet, for of sleep Turning sermons with the smell On Witchfinder fingers Where bad memories lingered Burning, as when Dante Was freed to map Hell I sired schemes and the means To catch sight of the seams And the vagaries inbetween... And midst the lips and the curls Of this cunt of a world In glimpses I would see A nymph with eyes for me Eyes of fire that set all life aflame Lights that surpassed art In sight, that no intense device of pain

Could prise their secrets from my heart I knew not her name Though her kiss was the same Without a whisper of shame As either Virtue or Sin's And pressed to Her curve I felt my destiny swerve From damnation reserved To a permanent grin... So glad for the madness

13. A Scarlet Witch Lit The Season


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14. Mannequin
Burning flesh, Dripping sweat, Using them all, like the paralyzing snake, Charmed and enchanted by the babylon whore. Led to other worlds By the girls she curled within I took their skins to see Her Be my mannequin Be my mannequin I cannot remember How it was that we first met Curve of moon and haunted shore The stars were not those Heaven sent Did we come together At masked palatial Balls In silks and flesh and leather Or did we come at all? I dreamt a midnight castle The eerie song of wolves

And eyes that danced with fire As they have forever more Our rites of sin Have long fathered a hymn To burden Him Whom by slip of after whim At genesis Dressed Her like the wind In Autumn gowns That pinned Her down To be my mannequin Be my mannequin Always poised on winter But never would She break My lovecraft and black witch heart That pounded in Her wake We kissed on distant balconies A law unto Her own Thirteenth dark commandment Of figures pressed to stone Turning cream with fantasies That God alone would know We graced vomitorium With the sweet excess of Rome Flagrant in the past Our names were deeply carved On the tree of life in long dead languages Led to other worlds By the girls she curled within I took their skins to see Her Be my mannequin Be my mannequin I tongued the nuns at Louviers But not one word possessed Her divine right, an archetype For mortal Goddesses...

15. Thank God For The Suffering


I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of May 'Neath whose rays we lay together And those bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain For wicked flights of pleasure Those visions fade Like ghosts to life's parade Though incisions once made her so vivid A scarlet whore With both heels in the door Of a heaven severed from me, insipid And midst the writhe of parapets Where angels sigh, lonely she sits Upon the lip Only a slip from whence I beg Her That I would wish Her kiss a chrysalis To break to make my fluttered heart amiss And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun in drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering Love would have conquered all But for the Rapture That ancient plan for my defeat Denied Faith skies that would have set Her free It seems again dreams wend to capture Once dancing in a spotlit waltz Through shadowed dimension Given to the rivers that bedizened Her eyes The world drifted by in lost momentum With no divine intervention Regardless that the author Of sin was me and I Lay chaste of hate in Faith's embrace As Mortals warred with more besides They warred with life itself

And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering And I thank God for the suffering As still I burn For Her return I would make my peace with everything I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of May Consigned to flames like secret letters And midst the writhe of parapets Where angels sigh, lonely she sits Upon the lip Only a slip from whence I beg her That I would wish Her kiss a chrysalis To break to make my fluttered heart amiss And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering Love would have conquered all Were we not parted Her splintered loss rekindles rage The winter frost dwindles across my stage Lit up once more to score finales started Love would have conquered all Love would have conquered... Hate

16. The Smoke Of Her Burning


Earth and sea cower from my screams As I climb into the skies Atop sins towered heaven high for me From whence I see no reason why I should not smite with vengeance And hurl thieves down from paradise For storms before were as nothing more Than a breeze next to this night

I am Methuselah of the Tribulation The Moonchild come to harm A riot of stars shaken from their station The choking smoke of Jerusalem burning Six vices become wrath And though half-blind with ravening Like Phineus now I see The end declared from the beginning Love won through my defeat But now I fear I will never peer On Her radiance again I shall glimpse instead, the slurried red Of faces pressed to bloodstained panes Betrayed and played by God Who alone but He Scapegraced and goated me? Now I wish to piss on His parade Angels, clawed with burnished wings Still loyal, kiss the seal Bent on knees and harrowing Promise overkill Know that you shall die like whores And the cries of your writhings shall rise To please their Lord... So before the sword Side with me in slaughter I am Methuselah of the Tribulation The Moonchild come to harm The spoken horns of desolation Drink the pouring of my fury Those darkened waters spur The brink of war as my judge and jury And rapist executioner Our time is short, the horsemen ride A foul-breathed chora howls, besides Damnation and a day has passed This divine right to genocide Weld the gates to heaven shut The abyss leers in hissing ruts Unhilt the black grimoire of death Inscribe all names that God has left

I lived the dream of nymph and men But now the nightmares come again Now the nightmares come again...

17. End Of Daze


"And the Earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep"

album: "Nymphetamine" (2004)

1. Satyriasis
Glory and praise to thee in all the steeps Of Heaven where thou didst reign, and in the deeps Of Hell where fallen thy dream, silently. [From "Les Litanies de Satan"]

2. Gilded Cunt
Your misery is worn as a veil To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind In place of eve a bitter parody hails Daggers from the swagger Of a sodomite's concubine Bine (Bine) Gilded cunt Oh, you gilded cunt Your thin pretence overstretched and sickly Feigns love and light a long time laid in the grave My preference leans to killing you quickly Scissored in the gizzard That a heart no more maintains But I am tied

To the labyrinth and the beast The one-way track of eyes Black and grey like panzers Loose your shell Shoot the mouth The gates of hell Have often dropped their jaws about Satan's agents were perversion to bear Side to side with their diversions You use to guide my fingers there Dirty Dirty Dirty Dirty Dirty Dirty little little little little little little gold gold gold gold gold gold digger digger digger digger digger digger

Cunt (Cunt) Gilded cunt Oh, you gilded cunt Cunt Cunt Nothing is above you save a boreal light That halo paid for by a consummated ring of ice And below you, will I see you tonight Glower from your tower Built of ivory and spite? For I am torn Between the sheets that keep me borne And the teeth of a storm They reap then rape my stanzas Click your heels Three times six The stars are fixed May I climb and get you one? The palace at Versailles never held your tongue Nor did heaven ever weather The crosses that you came upon Dirty Dirty Dirty Dirty Dirty Dirty little little little little little little soul soul soul soul soul soul frigger frigger frigger frigger frigger frigger

Cunt (Cunt) Gilded cunt Oh, you gilded cunt Cunt Cunt Take Take Take Take Take Take you you you you you you pain pain pain pain pain pain and and and and and and shove shove shove shove shove shove it it it it it it up up up up up up your your your your your your asshole asshole asshole asshole asshole asshole

3. Nemesis
Tonight is the night The empowering wind that draws breath from despite Roars 'neath my wings as I soar with the end in sight Choirs ignite A swansong for Leda Deathknells for Troy Tragedy blooms from one act I am nemesis Poured in my arms When my daughter's eyelids closed I swore to slaughter those Who stole my ray of moonlight So strike up the skies The diction of thunder God-given rites No fiction can deafen the fact I am nemesis Cowled in the utter grief I am the priest of a new disorder Whose flag unfurled Bears a hatred for the western world The is no compromise No piped lament To stay the blind Just a shrike cacophony of war

Ashes ember, fires rise No longer am I paralysed Now I drown in a loss worth fighting for Black is my heart Black is my heart Black is my heart I am nemesis Black is my heart Black is my heart Black is my heart I am nemesis Nemesis Nemesis Tonight is the night The city sweats fever, the filth in her womb Shifts like the season's unease at the hands of doom Restless inside Her split underbelly Suitored with flies Martial bowels now contract I am nemesis Poured in my arms When my daughter's eyelids closed I swore to slaughter those Who stole my ray of moonlight Never again Our enemies entertained I toy at the clasp of her chain And remember the fight Cowled in utter grief I am the priest of a new disorder Whose flag unfurled Bears a hatred for the western world There is no compromise No piped lament to stay the blind Just a shrike cacophony of war Ashes ember, fires rise No longer am I Palestined Now I drown in a loss worth fighting for Black is my heart

Black is my heart Black is my heart I am nemesis Black is my heart Black is my heart Black is my heart I am nemesis Black is my heart Black is my heart Black is my heart I am nemesis Black is my heart Black is my heart Black is my heart I am nemesis Nemesis

4. Gabrielle
Foul snake despair Where once you darkened gardens Another coils there Where twice you sliced all hope from me And left these present scars An insane love now burns above The weft of incandescent stars Hilt your dripping fangs that range Skywards to rend apart I might have sang of wings unchained But long before I locked my heart For Gabrielle A fit and perfect stitch of foreign parts Whose beauty fostered poets Whose laugh like silver bells Thawed your bitter winter from my path Gabrielle Foul snake despair Where once you peddled secrets Another spoils there

With speech that sweetens drowning In deep lagoons of eyes And legs that begged apologies For lengths that mesmerised Spare your hissing sentiments For her fee welts more than thine Though no malice she weans Just a palace of dreams Where windswept chambers pine For Gabrielle Whose hair-spun onyx is run with gold Her rouge lips smack of dark blood Her name in whisper rolls Forever on my tongue Lest her memory dissolve Gabrielle Oh, Gabrielle Once crucified I would have died A thousand more times Just to feel her breath On my neck as a fervent lover To drown her sighs In floods of tears so well refined And blind from spying her In the arms of others Gabrielle Gabrielle Buried inside Where she's all but mine Save for those that dine Oh her, on her perfect carcass Gabrielle Gabrielle Foul snake despair Where once you wreaked my misery Another toils there For long lost Gabrielle Whose nightly spreading grin Persists in other faces By whom I'm slowly taken in

5. Absinthe With Faust


Pour the emerald wine Into crystal glasses We will touch the divine Through kisses catharsis Let us pitch to the seven-year itch Of the ultra-decadent To a tainted world and the painted girls That our fantasies spent Tripping through boudoirs laced with opiate themes Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams A toast to those most sacrilegious of days Where for every whim won One soon repays We touched the stars That now laugh from afar At we, the damned The damned The damned The damned We have spent our time Drenched in opulent splendour But when midnight chimes Will gilded souls surrender? Let us drink on the giddying brink Of pools of excrement All manner of shit for the glamour and glitz Mephistopheles lent I remember the night as if it were engraved A bright marble bridge stretched across the dark waves To the shore from the moon and by her grace Came that erudite stranger That fucker He was a predator, creditor cold Our blood was shed on the yellowing scroll And all that glittered was not gold But we wanted everything And for it all, lost our souls

Come my friend, to fate let's raise Two finger shots at this our last soiree For tomorrow I fear Swoops all too deadly near This precipitous weir to Hell's high gate We touched the stars That now laugh from afar At we, the damned The damned The damned The damned He was a preditor, creditor, cold. Our blood was shed on the yellowing scroll. And all that glittered, was not gold. But we wanted everything, And for it all, lost our souls. Our souls For it all lost our souls Our souls

6. Nymphetamine (Overdose)
Evanescent like the scent of decay I was fading from the race When in despair, my darkest days Ran amok and forged her face From the fairest of handmaidens to A slick perverted wraith Nymphetamine Heaving midst narcissus On a maledict blanket of stars She was all three wishes Sex, sex, sex A lover hung on her death row I was hooked on her disease Highly strung like Cupid's bow Whose arrows hungered meat And the blinding flare of passion In the shade of narrow streets

Where their poison never rationed All the tips they left in me Two tracks Bric-a-brac Something passed between us Like a bad crack Upward-lit I'd met another kind Of rat In fact With every Rome inside me Licked and ransacked She haunted at the corners of my mind In black Cataracts Wouldn't whitewash away Her filthy smoke stack She burnt me like a furnace For my future suicide Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A 'V' of black swans On with hope to the grave All through Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain So I swore to thy razor That never, enchained Would your dark nails of faith Be pushed through my veins again Bared on your tomb I'm a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl Wracked with your charm I am circled like prey Back in the forest Where whispers persuade More sugar trails More white lady laid Than pillars of salt Fold to my arms Hold their mesmeric sway And dance her to the moon As we did in those golden days Christening stars I remember the way We were needle and spoon Mislaid in the burning hay Bared on your tomb I'm a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your holiness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, a vampyric addiction

To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Sunsetter Nymphetamine (Nymphetamine) None better Nymphetamine Two tracks Bric-a-brac Something passed between us Like a bad crack Upward-lit I'd met another kind Of rat In fact With every Rome inside me Licked and ransacked She haunted at the corners of my mind In black Cataracts Wouldn't whitewash away Her filthy smoke stack She burnt me like a furnace For my future suicide

7. Painting Flowers White Never Suited My Palette


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8. Medusa And Hemlock


Dim the lights, wrong the rites Toss the puerile cross away We are gashing from a venomous womb Burning bright, dead of night Pyres stain a milky way Lust is splashing the dark side of the moon

In the Samhain mist We lay in welcome by the western gate With the five fold kiss For every soul returning From the fecund abyss Where nature's travesties congregate With a stone cold wish To see the wicker man burning The wind, she whispers Through the graveyards of our hearts: Wreathed in dreams As she weaves her witchcraft We breathe, enamoured Of the conquering dark Medusa and Hemlock Harvest past, fires cast Ashen shades this Halloween We are set now to Beherit the earth Widdershins, death begins To fashion fete to gallow scenes: Spirits rising to discredit rebirth In the Samhain mist We lay in welcome by the western gate With the five fold kiss For every soul returning From the fecund abyss Where nature's travesties congregate With a stone cold wish To see the wicker man burning The wind, she flitters Through the forest of our hearts: Wreathed in leaves As she weaves her witchcraft We breathe, enamoured Of the conquering dark I will trace the knot of serpents in your hair Plot your face, then ascending marble stares You shall pluck me, masked, from roses-in-despair Tasting my blood That runs from worming tongue like prayer Under pagan veneer snakes a fear That makes the stars

Grieve, just to be Uncharted on this eve When part of me chars a path Through your heavenly constellations Medusa and Hemlock Back to black, hinges crack Rituals call obscenities Sheets of demons rush insanity skies Tread the salt, the dead exult Preachers beg our clemency Seeking warmth in inhumanity's eyes We who kept the candle by the vault We who kept the candle on the cult

9. Coffin Fodder
The time has come To rise again Freedom lift thy sewered hem Free from beasts and skewered men My dreams unroll Ten thousand fold Their world will never take me They will never desecrate my soul The stars I have grasped Are so far lonely constellations And wishing on those stars My spirit bars annihilation From earthen miseries Hosts of most fell forms of greed Ghosts of pearly gate remissions Forever haunting me Slit the witch and watch him bleed As with any inquisition Lying from the start The preachers piled their craft

Scoffing elder glories And dying, I depart To make their sunken hearts A coffin for their stories The time is past The falter when Freedom slips my sombre pen And the gates to wolves break open then My feelings may Seem constant prey But claws no more will rake me Those whores have fled to darker days Above and beyond I have wronged in my position But now the winds are strong To soar from Babel's vision Of cutthroat jealousies Dock to dock these mongrels breed Dogs of fogged derision Pacing, soon to be Back to pack mentality When my killing moon is risen Trying from the start These creatures of the dark Were quaffing morning glories And dying, I depart To make their drunken hearts A coffin for their stories Innovation in ovation Imagination stirs Somewhere the dusk is lining Red the shore of a roaring sea And though loved there is someone pining For the waves of blood to run and rescue me: The time has come To rise again Freedom lift thy sewered hem Free from beasts and skewered men My dreams unroll Ten thousand fold

Their world will never take me They will never desecrate my soul Their world will never break me They will never desecrate my soul

10. English Fire


Seven brides serve me seven sins Seven seas writhe for me From Orient gates to R'lyeh Abydos to Thessaly And Sirens sing from stern But now I cease to play For I yearn to return To woodland ferns Where Herne and his wild huntress lay Now the tidal are turning Spurning the darkness The great purgations of distinguished tours Are but stills in time To the thrill that I'm Once more Heading to the bedding Of her English shores The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails Eyes flickered in deep thickets of trees And mists clung tight in panic to vales When Brigantia spoke her soul to me From Imbolg to Bealtaine Lughnasadh to Samhain feasts I heard her lament as season's blent Together a chimerical beast Now the tidal are turning Churning in darkness The celebrations of extinguished wars Are but stills in time To the chill that climbs Once more Dreading the red weddings On her English shores

Gone are the rustic summers of my youth Cruel winter cut their sacred throats With polished scythes that reap worldwide Pitch black skies and forest smoke And the hosts that I saw there Drones of carrion law Drove the ghosts of my forbears To rove and rally once more One of her sons from the vast far-flung Come home to rebuild The rampant line of the Leonine Risen over pestilent fields Now the tidal are turning Burning in darkness The salvation of her hungry sword Shalt spill like wine From the hills to chines That pour Spreading her beheadings On these English shores For the hosts that I saw there Drones of carrion law Drove the ghosts of my forbears To rove and rally once more This is a waking for England From it's reticent doze This is a waking for England Lest hope and glory are regarded as foes

11. Filthy Little Secret


There hides a secret Deeply twined inside of her mind A tried and confined egret That pines to fly south To this mouth of mine Pity Too long have these emotions Like potions, made me

A sole castellan Trusted to keep The weight of oceans From her rusted gates of sleep A dreaming angel Lying curled in the circles of Hell I must protect her Watch her back for any cracks to occur For in the witching hour She slips into the underworld A pearled Persephone Deflowered by the powers Hat around her Down her Whirl Doomed to damn the rift Across the shifting abyss With her body and it's gift: My filthy little secret I serve her slender hope To preserve mankind from old ghosts Disturbed though by recurring crimes I sense that dead Might be best for both Pity Too long have these emotions Like potions, made me A sole castellan Posted to keep Slow wheels in motion From the human race to beat Without her there My nymphetamine with the faraway stare Thin walls would crumble Horrors would corroborate from dogstar lairs For in the dead of the night She spasms with orgasmic flare This reamed Demeter With Poseidons there inside her Too appeased to grieve our air Doomed to dam the rift Across the shifting abyss With her body and it's gift:

My filthy little secret Forever sworn to keep it My filthy little secret Pity Too long this urchin princess Has incensed, made me A wanton felon Searching for the key To loose her harness And set desires lurching free Without her there My nymphetamine with the faraway stare Thin walls would crumble Horrors would corroborate from dogstar lair But in her room at night I care not for the underworld Slathering and gathering emboldened Reichs To breach, to teach A dread thereafter I would risk all this For one minute of bliss With her body and it's gift My filthy little secret Forever sworn to keep it My filthy little secret I know a deeper beauty shines Beyond the veil Her roots and creepers mine As the worms beneath rise

12. Swansong For A Raven


Forgive the day's Last serenades Her skies they bruise like Nordic women Deep crimson stains That Death would claim His robes of office swim in

As would I For his dark eye Has fixed, a basilisk, a scythe On charred remains With shared disdain For those I chose to mortify Their cries Have paralysed And the smoke has choked these vistas But still I lie Though tears have died On the grave of my Clarissa A verse for her whispered to the earth (A lover's curse is a see-through coffin) Praises her curves so oft concurred Though she was: No Snow White on the night she died Her shadower's boon when the moon glazed over Lipped with blood and secrets pried For on and in they spread her wide That seraph bride The Devil's pride Shalt soon avenge with swift reprise But they would writhe For my dark eye Bewitched, was fixed like Mordecai's On Esther's reign And in this vein I saw their lust still stain her thighs Their cries Have paralysed And the smoke has choked these vistas But still I lie Though tears have died On the grave of my Clarissa Beneath these trees where the mist enwreathes Her spirit flees, seeing chains of torches A fleeting kiss stirring leaves of poetry: I was: No dark knight, breaking men like ice I was like a lycanthrope until the moon glazed over Lipped with blood and last goodbyes

Now I dream Enwrapt in pure clouds of the sweetest oblivion Where beauty streams Freed from the teeth of those beasts that had come To tear out her spells In red lettered cells Wherein even the crown prince of Hell Come out of his arrogant shell Would falter to better But her face soon dispels And as black feathers fell From heaven's smoke So I woke to insanity Her exquisite corpse Found fit for their sport Of course Would burn on the morrow with me: And there on this night Strung up in my sight Naked she sways Displayed for their vulgar delight I scream through my bars at the stars That for these crimes of mine solace me I will fear not the flames That to passion are tame Not nearly the same searing pain (I pray) As held sway upon losing her Nor the mettle of roars That will settle like ashes and scores As with our ghosts in the fog When we both turn no more

13. Mother Of Abominations


[chant:] "Ia, ia, Cthulhu fhtagn." [From the Cthulhu Mythos by author H.P. Lovecraft] Mother of abominations Our Lady Overkill Smothering the congregation Grips the cosmic wheel

A lover of acceleration No mercy or brakes applied I see dead stars collide In her cold unflinching powerslide Comets tear the skies Gushing from a shattered silence Never so alive Like the rush of cum on nymphetamines Minds desanitized Nightchords rung on a ladder of violence Darkness fantasised Sleek and polished black Instrumental in stripping Gods To neuter and mute their staves Thereafter Her laughter Shalt sound aloft their future graves Heavens above Fear the Gorgon eyes of a new moon rising Except no love When she enters your golden halls Millennial the whore Riding wide astride the horns of madness Clarions forth the war Spilling the wine of her fornication Perennial the gore Filling the lines between split nations Seeping under doors In time tides force a wider crack Mother of abominations Our Lady Overkill Smothering the congregation Licks the royal milk The scourge hangs at her girdle Death slathers near her heel Seeking blood to curdle When the gathered clouds reveal Her roared abortive labour Thighs slick with molten steel Dripping into sabres For Vulcan spawn to wield Instrumental in stripping Gods To neuter and lash her slaves Thereafter

Her laughter Shalt sound aloft the crashing waves Heaven's above Fear the gorgon eyes of a new caste rising Expect no love When they enter your golden halls On sanguine floods Hear the foregone cries of the last surviving Skewered like doves Outside the wailing walls Mother of abominations Our Lady Overkill Smothering the congregation Grips the cosmic wheel A lover of acceleration No mercy or brakes applied I see dead stars collide In her cold unflinching powerslide Comets tear the skies Gushing from a shattered silence Never so alive Like the rush of cum on nymphetamines Minds desanitized Nightchords rung on a ladder of violence Darkness fantasised Sleek and polished black Instrumental in stripping Gods To neuter and mute their staves Thereafter Her laughter Shalt sound aloft their future graves Heavens above Fear the Gorgon eyes of a new moon rising Except no love When she enters your golden halls Millennial the whore Riding wide astride the horns of madness Clarions forth the war Spilling the wine of her fornication Perennial the gore Filling the lines between split nations Seeping under doors In time tides force a wider crack Mother of abominations Our Lady Overkill Smothering the congregation

Licks the royal milk The scourge hangs at her girdle Death slathers near her heel Seeking blood to curdle When the gathered clouds reveal Her roared abortive labour Thighs slick with molten steel Dripping into sabres For Vulcan spawn to wield Instrumental in stripping Gods To neuter and lash her slaves Thereafter Her laughter Shalt sound aloft the crashing waves Heaven's above Fear the gorgon eyes of a new caste rising Expect no love When they enter your golden halls On sanguine floods Hear the foregone cries of the last surviving Skewered like doves Outside the wailing walls

14. Nymphetamine (Fix)


[Bonus track] Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A 'V' of black swans On with hope to the grave All through Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain So I swore to thy razor That never, enchained Would your dark nails of faith

Be pushed through my veins again Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl Wracked with your charm I am circled like prey Back in the forest Where whispers persuade More sugar trails More white lady laid Than pillars of salt (Keeping Sodom at night at bay) Fold to my arms Hold their mesmeric sway And dance out to the moon As we did in those golden days Christening stars I remember the way We were needle and spoon Mislaid in the burning hay Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me?

For once upon a time From the binds of your holiness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Sunsetter Nymphetamine None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl

15. Bestial Lust


[Japanese bonus track] [Bathory Cover] She is open wide, She isn't hard to please She drives me fucking wild I want her on her knees She floats and insists I am hot and can't resist She suck me to the core (Now) I can't take no more That Bitch She turns me to a beast Bestial lust (Come on) Bitch Each tendon muscle rippling She drink my sove with greed She fuck my helpless body and she just raise the speed She let her wet tongue roll I gasp and can't control

She is hot and drives me wild and still she is open wide Just when this torture seems to end She is there to drain my sove again (Come on ride, to ride on me bitch) Bestial Lust

16. Devil Woman


[Special Edition Disc track] [feat. King Diamond; Cliff Richard cover] I've had nothing but bad luck Since the day I saw that cat at my door So I came into you sweet lady Answering your mystical call Crystal ball on the table Showing the future, the past Same cat with them evil eyes And I knew it was a spell she cast She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman She's gonna get you She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman She's gonna get you from behind Give me the ring on your finger And let me see the lines on your hand I can see me a tall dark stranger Giving you what you hadn't planned I drank the potion she offered me I found myself on the floor Then I looked in those big green eyes And I wondered what I came there for She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman

She's gonna get you She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman She's gonna get you from behind, hind (Stay away, you cunt) If you're out on a moonlit night Be careful of them neighbourhood strays Of a lady with long black hair Trying to win you with Nymphetamine ways Crystal ball on the table Showing the future, the past Same cat with them evil eyes You'd better get out of there fast She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman She's gonna get you She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman She's gonna get you She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman She's gonna get you She's just a devil woman With evil on her mind Beware the devil woman She's gonna get you

17. Soft White Throat


[Special Edition Disc track] A voyeur in league with the great thief night In an overthrow of woven light Slid in to rob the prayers She whispered to the air with thin deliberation "Spare me from the wolves Clawing past my door

Tear me from the ghouls That start to gnaw my fingers" Following Her heart And every beat that spoke I kissed Her risen, naked Soft white throat Soft white throat Incense lit at perfection's feet Has never burnt so sickly sweet As the fragrance of Her breath When Her lips met death with such imagination "Bear me to the moon The dour toll of bells Scare me with their boon Of Winter's bitter graveyards" Swallowing Her fear I veered beneath Her coat Of soft white meat on Soft white throat Crepuscular, the lust in Her Went supernova Setting maps aflame Before Her veins ran colder And muscular, the final thrust In Her spilled over... Covering Her back I saw an angel lift Her coma I fell to eyes Of a bestial past That once, teaching grief through jaded pupils Now shone like celestial glass in Hell And doused in the glow from Her parting gift Never there lay, with curves like snowdrifts A beauty so frozen in bliss... Slumped to warm the dead to a standing ovation "Spare me from the wolves Clawing past my door Tear me from the ghouls That start to gnaw my fingers" Following Her heart

And every beat that spoke I kissed Her risen, naked Soft white throat Crepuscular, the lust in Her Went supernova Setting maps aflame Before Her veins ran colder And muscular, the final thrust In Her spilled over... Smothering Her cracks I was the devil on Her shoulder "Dear Lord I cry, before I die Grant me the taste of love One final time lest I should hide When seraph call me from above And should remorse not stay my course From debt, addresses wept Will ask no more of you my Lord Save that my soul in Hell is kept"

18. Bestial Lust (Bitch)


She She She She She is open wide isn't hard to please drives me fucking wild I want her on her knees floats and insists I am hot and can't resist suck me to the core I (now) can't take no more

That Bitch She turns me to a beast BESTIAL LUST (C'mon) Bitch Each tendon muscle rippling She drink my sove with greed She fuck my helpless body and she just raise the speed She let her wet tongue roll I gasp and can't control She is hot and drives me wild and still she is open wide Just when this torture seems to end She is there to drain my sove again (Come on ride, to ride on me bitch)

BESTIAL LUST

19. Prey
Nightfall, in thrall I call her beauty to me Whose ebon-lidded eyes excite Shadows to wander through me Whose kiss glittered with sleep Is a thief come after dark To steal away the leaden wreaths From my cemetery heart [Special Edition version:] Nightfall, in thrall I call her beauty to me Whose ebon-lidded eyes excite Shadows to wander through me Whose kiss glittered with sleep Is a thief come after dark To steal away the leaden wreaths From my cemetery heart Thrilled to see the light Bruise-reddened, silhouetting Murder sites As dusk attends her sons' blood wedding Spilt across the skies In reefs of omen Licking flames and pagan rites The night awaits with baited thighs Start this artist darkness Yearning now to start this Burning as an artist Turning on the darkness Dizzy looking up with pervertigo A sewer deity of recrement World below I'll make you pray I spy with wicked lips The cream of mortal kind

Committing their sins Their penitent skins To the harems of my mind Prey Thrilled to breathe tonight The sultry air of graces Passed in flight Like birds of May with playful faces Fills me with delight Their crystal skirts Spun from stars, worn tight Wink of fists in wishful places Start this artist darkness Yearning now to start this Burning as an artist Turning on the darkness Dizzy looking up with pervertigo A sewer deity of recrement World below I'll make you pray My whims like smoke in summertime Writhe atop the blooms Committing their thin White Catholic limbs To the cloister in my room You see I need To feed my dreams to order To be agreed With the beast in me That bleeds their borders Prey Nightfall, in thrall I call her beauty to me Whose ebon-lidded eyes excite Shadows to wander through me Whose kiss glittered with sleep Is a thief come after dark To steal away the leaden wreaths From my cemetery heart

20. Nymphetamine (Deva-Fix)


[Special Edition Disc track] Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A 'V'' of black swans On with hope to the grave All through Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain So I swore to thy razor That never enchained Would your dark nails of faith Be pushed through my veins again? Bared on your tomb I'm a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, this vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl

Wracked with your charm I am circled like prey Back in the forest Where whispers persuade More sugar trails More white lady laid Than pillars of salt Fold to my arms Hold their mesmeric sway And dance her to the moon As we did in those golden days Christening stars I remember the way We were needle and spoon Mislaid in the burning hay Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the bind of your holiness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, this vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Sunsetter Nymphetamine None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl

21. Mr. Crowley


[Special Edition Disc track] [Ozzy Osbourne cover] Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head? Oh, Mr. Crowley, did you talk to the dead? Your life style to me seemed so tragic With the thrill of it all You fooled all the people with magic Yeah you waited on Satan's call Mr. Charming, did you think you were pure? Mr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapport Uncovering things that were sacred Manifest on this Earth Conceived in the eye of a secret And then scattered the afterbirth Go Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse? Oh, Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course Approaching a time that is classic I hear that mating call Approaching a time that is drastic Standing with their backs to the wall Was it polemically sent? I want to know what you meant I want to know I want to know what you meant Go.

album: "Thornography" (2006)

1. Under Pregnant Skies She Comes Alive Like Miss Leviathan


[Instrumental]

2. Dirge Inferno
"Carrion my name For those who choose to mouth the curse A tragic serenade With Judas in my stride The Gothic halls of shame Where statues coldly hold no worse Than the murders I reclaim From a dark, forsaken time" Kissing heaven, spent He wipes lips free of his hectic discharge Wishing to repent For the brute that ravaged free In slight hands beauty weeps Conquest's deep methodical screwing Hurt repeatedly Like the world wound at his feet Dirge Inferno As it is written, damn it So let it be wrung From throats of those in overthrow The past at last has come A savage bit without respite Pervades the freezing air This winter chill, grist for his mill If tears of joy will blear elsewhere And church bells drown in the cracks of doom The storms above us hew As lightning runs like bifurcate tongues Deflowering two by two Hissing, malcontent He storms the skies on electric discharge Pissing in contempt On the effigies of the weak Killing all resolve The great beast simmers, his scarlet women Spit their vitriol On the terrified face of peace Dirge Inferno As it is written, damn it So let it be wrung

From throats of those in overthrow Our past at last has come A hellbound heart, the rose and thorn Have locked to hasten blood The moon disrobes, to harden droves Of legions pouring These rivers press, his breath adorns Senates and enemy seats Whilst his power takes as ingratitude The writhing of the weak "Wormwood my name The poisoned star that fell to earth And blistered free of shame In the pits of self-rebirth Now those caves become a Garret Overseeing endless barracks As the waters turn to claret And the Vatican satins burn"

3. Tonight In Flames
"I will give to drink without cost, From the spring of the water of life. He who overcomes will inherit all this... And I will be his God... and he will be my son." When contrary winds blow across the sands Their murmurs can be easily swayed But when storms quicken one cannot placate The howling of their murderous rages Winged seraphim hold love's trembling hand Beside our waiting graves As war roars about out precious land Seeking cause to subjugate Tonight in flames Tonight the world will fear our names Tonight in flames Stay my feeble heart Our deaths will be the start Of something glorious and vain Tonight in flames

There is no fanaticism as virile as faith To the blind his words are clear "Suffer not the infidel! Suffer not the infidel! Assure your place in paradise here" Winged seraphim hold love's trembling hand Beside her tiny grave I will avenge her, do or damned Her sacred mother did the same I went to see her dance one day In a play by a wailing wall Now she is gone But the song lives on Zealous and maniacal [spoken:] (But) the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, (the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts,) the idolaters and all liars--their place will be in the fiery lake of burning sulfur. (This is the second death.)" The Eastern sword must fall Tonight in flames Tonight the world will fear our names Tonight in flames Stay my feeble heart Our deaths will be the start Of something glorious and vain Tonight in flames

4. Libertina Grimm
Howitzer glare and spitfire blade Wooed by Dresden serenades Her soundtrack now a bombing raid Bored of vaudeville God was six days sober On the night that she was born To the glistening star of a bible class An icon now in religious porn She was Alice through the glory hole An ejaculate misconception Disney-esque, the high priestess Of greed and deepest dark deception

All best to bury whims For Miss Libertina Grimm She, that little red riding crop Brer Werewold at her stocking tops Beneath the tightened leather strop Of the basque of the houndervilles At the stroke of midnight come She polished verse and hearses In a poisonous pen dipped in omen To her surgeon full of general curses In the hand of morgue redeemers Though the dead always pleased her more Squatting in their coffins Flirting curtsies to the thirteenth floor Tip your hats For sweet Libertina Grimm Fantasy and candy stores Snow white and the seven straws Smoke and mirrors on all fours... Libertina Grimm Her brothers grim, her sisters through The final dance will be the cue She amputates to fit the shoe Libertina Grimm Libertina Grimm Mystery kindled in a blackened room Nine candles lit to improve the gloom She sees the dark as she feels womb Full of hidden secrets They haunt her heart, those precious few Those Count Lestats and Betty Blues Those tortured souls just like me and you Full of hidden secrets No, don't go Don't you leave me So alone Libertina No, don't you go Don't you leave me here So alone Where the dead are free to roam

5. The Byronic Man


As lonely as a poet on the wall of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it Drove a sonnet right through it And in this state of bliss Evil kissed with wet lips Pen-filled fingertips Which drew me, for through me Illuminati usually pissed But with words of some hurts worth I threw a party that extended God's list Exciting new flames that my fame would claim for me Reciting back the almanac of travesties They call me bad Mad Caliban with manner Dangerous to know A passing fad Taught in all debauch In excess and in canto Grown wild this child Whole harems defiled Faustina's and Mina's Lady Libertine and her sisters between her What spread of lies arise when lovers die Which circle of hell is mine when I arrive? They call me bad Mad Caliban with manners Dangerous to know A passing fad Taught in all debauch Crow against the virgin snow Grown colder, my shoulder Like a boulder beside her And bolder, not wiser

My dark seed took up root inside he That mouldered, where older Beddings would hold a passionate sigh But laudanum and soda Lord Numb coda Merited a forest of inherited spite Fleeing grief for foreign maps I still played vampire aristocrat Unloading my gun in hot, promiscuous laps Then shooting swans in a gondola I tripped my foot on a fallen star And there's nothing like a mouthful of Venetian tar To let you know just who you fucking are [Ville:] The patron saint of heartache You can't see my world is falling The world is falling down The patron saint of heartache Can't see the world is falling My world is falling down [Dani and Ville:] Ever after, can they hear my laughter? The patron saint of heartache Never craft a better bed of disaster... The patron saint of heartache They call me bad Made Caliban with manners Dangerous to know A passing fad Taught in all debauch In excess and in canto They call me bad Mad Caliban with manners Dangerous to know A passing fad Whereupon I tell them To go fuck their mothers As so... On my grave

6. I Am The Thorn
The needle in the eye of the hurricane The poison in the font The nail in the coffin of the profane I am the lot Maniacal the fire That weaves inside my should When dripping tongues of hate, envenomed, roll Like carpet bombs in vast bazaars My blood runs with the beasts Though no crescent, cross Or wandering star Shalt witness my defeat Born of jackal in the Vatican To a loathsome flock I have crept behind the drapes And a wizard there is not Just a white flag blackened by Singing weapons that have led A faith that soon dominions over Desert kingdoms of the dead I smell the fleur du malcontent The hellish stench Of Judas in the dozens Bouquets for greed and twisted law Handmaidens of a holy war Bring on a thousand roses more I am the thorn Tangled are the thickets That spare the virgin heart From the waking grasp of rapists in the dark Mountaineers that strive so far For a Heaven grown from reach That love herself is fabled To be missing from their peaks Save in one sole tower Where the presence of a rod Stays the sleeping beauty From the prying fingers of the mob I smell the fleur du malcontent The hellish stench Of Judas in the dozens

Bouquets for greed and twisted law Handmaidens of a holy war Bring on a thousand roses more I am the thorn I am the thorn I am the Spear of Longinus The sword of Damocles Kali up in arms, a bleeding sinus The hammer of the gods in the prophet's teeth Saint Disgustus, President Evil Great white hopes of a shark-eyed people Light of the world now flicker and die Impaled in the race, in the paling face Where forked tongues pricked the skies Choking on these words as I slither to their ear A lightning strikes their blinded mains I am not the hand of god... I am the thorn Territorial thieves Ever stealing thunder for religious causes I will bring you all down to your knees And fuck you over

7. Cemetery And Sundown


We rise with the sun in the underworld We suffer from a graveless name We prise wide lids And wounds with lips curled Over teeth that have tasted shame Cemetery and sundown Against the flora of nightfall We gather like the fauna of war To cure Aurora so spiteful With her stake in the coming of dawn To conjure forth the past Those heady nights of pain resplendent

In the service of the Goddess of Death When her sheets ran royalty red Moon lengthen or crypt-kept silhouettes Shadows dance, eyes flicker in descent Unveil the greed, our needs are bitter, spent On upturned mouths and haunts of wickedness We walk this Eden, a secret Faces hidden under Leonine pride In dusk's embrace We find it hard to keep it When blood and lust and waking worlds collide Too long have we skulked like drifters In the cities of the neon sun Vagabond dogs and graveyard shifters Mona Lisa's where the paint has run I miss our glorious past Our nightly flights on fear dependent Like phantoms in the eaves for Miss Christine When the song bird broke her neck Wolves howl their fogbound serenades Churches arch their backs with balustrades Praise be to the shedding of masquerades When we hunt these vestal vermin unafraid Of the covenant made... Draw the blinds on the floors of raw meat There is murder in the thirst Rich red vascular tapestries Hung in gilded frames of nuns asleep In dreams where themes of bestiality Are a blessing on their Sunday sheep Sermons hang a black gown Over cemetery and sundown Now the clock is harrying midnight And the ghost of yet-to-come Will she show rewrites of dark delight Or the sewers we've overrun? I see a winter palace Cut diamonds at a porcelain neck When Swan Lake crushed poor sanity's spirit As I threw her to it bled We rise with the sun in the underworld

We suffer from a graveless name We prise wide lids And wounds with lips curled Over teeth that have tasted shame We walk this Eden, a secret Faces hidden under Leonine pride In dusk's embrace We find it hard to keep it When blood and lust and waking worlds collide.

8. Lovesick For Mina


One might see in Mina My disease But it was She who has infected me For all eternity... As the sun slips the tearaway stars Into the scented scheme of night I kissed her mouth like a dark red rose Set upon a marbled dream of white So pure of thought like a Vestal statue Jewelled with a God-lent grace I was close to coming when she bid adieu Fuelled by heartache rent upon her face there On Mina, obscener Thoughts obsess my days Oh Mina, obscener Thoughts possess me That I must now obey They say the darkest hour Is that before the dawn When nothing in one's power Can dissipate the great forlorn Shadows of fire that haunt me Like risen whispers of her name For dawn is a dusk Wherein needs must Erupt from the grave, aflame Written in the dead of night And riding on the burning wind

Smitten by her read delight My words alight like leave of sin Stepping through a mirror The princess of the emerald glass Brought me on sip nearer Love's infernal past... They say Hell hath no furies Like a woman scorned by life When the Heavenly Judge and juries Participate to chain this wife With forced virtue, Her secret needs On warm we nights, with storm-wracked bites I gave her Eden after the flood Written in the dead of night And riding on the burning wind Smitten by her read delight My words alight like leaves of sin Verona, Marishka, Aleera Brides of old and goddesses all Forgive my wishes to be always near her Forever or whenever seas recall The Aphrodite from my embrace For as Mars (whom her lips placate) I tore these shores with wars of hatred Before our Paris wet his fate In Helen, one might find mistake In winning tragedy For all eternity... I am still lovesick for Mina I am still so lovesick for her

9. The Foetus Of A New Day Kicking


I'm chaos international The writing on the wall A Lazarus in parable A dark and sullen lullaby Whispered softly as you die Promising torments are nigh

Danger warning levels hissed out loud I saw the silver lining hidden in a mushroom cloud Now I'm reeling from the shock at ground zero If yesterday you would have stood up proud Then why tonight have you thrown in with the stoning crowd? I'll breathe through the foetus of a new day kicking... The foetus of a new day kicking It's true that Jesus cannot save I'm rising from the grave To put my double cross to shame A poison rush, a heart attack A white assassin painted black You'll fear this reaper coming back Danger warning levels hissed out loud I saw the silver lining hidden in a mushroom cloud Now I'm reeling from the shock at ground zero If yesterday you would have stood up proud Then why tonight have you thrown in with the stoning crowd? I'll breathe through the foetus of a new day kicking... On a night like this You laid the serpent's kiss In this garden of Gethsemane You played the traitor well... In a dawn to come I will blind the sun To grant you pardon as my enemy Before damning you to hell...

10. Rise Of The Pentagram


One dark afternoon Like a shadow I flew Through the rain that fell sick with lament To this house of incest For when we undressed

Blasphemies against Venus were rent Though a sister removed Her white body approved The parade of my heavenly quests Yet, all tongues are not true Some are forked or askew Like an uncivil serpent's at best For ousted from Eden I fausted all reason Hook in mouth like Saint Peter Pan To haunt fairy groves And hot virgin coves Where in the promiscuous swam I elected lovers and rejected others Mathistrisses that don't give a damn But for those that still do My deep interest grew The rise of the true pentagram!

11. Under Huntress Moon


With the snow fallen thick And bonfires alit And shooting stars portents of rips I ascended to spur A mere glimpse of murmur From her precious celestial lips Be it sun to your moon "Be it moon to your sun" Together we promised to come With a turn of the screw And a slip of the tongue We eclipsed one another undone Through the mist, through the woods With the night-wraiths I've stood Atop murderous peaks calling you On storm-lashed beachheads Where the fisherman dread

The things your bewitchments accrue Those deep creatures bring Her cut diamond rings A girl with a pearl necklace her Advancing in fevers Tsunamis and myrrh Will she wreak bloody vengeance or purr? She lights the skies Dressed in silver scales plucked from the ocean To spite her thighs That Lucifer snuck inside And with his pride Enclaves were upgraded to Goshen So paradise Could shine from out her skirts "I adorn myself at dusk With ornaments to close the noose A kiss as red as blood and cold as hell My body glows with lust Anaemic as the flag of truce I raised at dawn to catch you in my spell" With every twist I cannot resist her Fertile female mind control This wanton witch, white rapids sister To whom I pour my wine and soul From a copse of black yews Where the moon was drawn through Like a sword through a Gordian knot She descended to me Claiming swift victory Over the heart I had near soon forgot With every kiss this huntress whispered; "Yield to my sweet embrace One night of bliss". I could not dismiss her Once her beauty shot me a darker face You mesmerise my soul Diana You mesmerise my soul

12. Temptation
[Heaven 17 cover] I've never been closer I've tried to understand That certain feeling Called by another sound But it's too late to hesitate We can't keep on living like this Leave no track Don't look back All I desire Temptation Keep climbing higher and higher Temptation Adorable creatures Temptation With unacceptable features Temptation And trouble is coming Temptation It's just the high cost of loving Temptation You can take it or leave it Temptation But you'd better believe it You've got to make me an offer That cannot be ignored So let's head for home now Everything I have is yours Step by step and day by day Every second counts I can't break away Leave no trace Hide your face Full of desire Temptation Keep climbing higher and higher Temptation And you can take it or leave it Temptation But you'd better believe it yeah

Step by step Day by day Every second counts I can't break away Keep us from temptation [x3] Lead us not into temptation Trying to find it Temptation You've got to get up behind it Temptation Put your dime in the hot slot Temptation But it's a million to one shot Temptation You think that you're right Temptation Your gonna face it tonight now Temptation Give me a breakdown Temptation Because it's time for a shakedown Temptation [x16] [female laughter]

13. HW2
[Japanese bonus track] [Samhain cover]

14. Murder In The Thirst


[Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe 2008 track] [Instrumenal]

15. The Snake-Eyed And The Venomous


[Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe 2008 track] They see me there Their eyes are everywhere Sniffing at the linen for the dirt I feel their burning stare That hate will later flare And writhe upon their women full of hurt Lace magic ink with venom, critics Milked from infant teeth Though scathing blows are so arthritic When they're set on slow repeat They know I care Smell storm clouds in the air Hissing at the bit above my heart But though I dare The dyed black route of splitting hairs I favour not to tempt the poisoned apple cart I feel two needles rising Snake eyes are hypnotising I know they seethe, despising All that we possess I feel two needles rising The truth is always blinding Their lies, unappetising Toxins to digest They breed nightmares Dark horses of despair Taking twisted courses in the art And were I there To bet my bones on grave affairs I'd have their guts for garters from the start I feel two needles rising Snake eyes are hypnotising I know they seethe, despising All that we possess I feel two needles rising The truth is always blinding Their lies, unappetising Toxins to digest

It's not without hate to crawl flat in the filth As other less basilisks fly And brothers are clasped to the breasts of a sylph As their royal loves slither to die So shedding dead skin, working true colours loose Renewing the red in their eyes They coil like sin within thinning excuse Cold-blooded to sharpen the lies Uncivil serpents, race deceivers Disfigureheads varnished with fevers Snake-house creepers in our dreams Of Eden, flee before we mean To throw the worms out with the waters Rife with hated spawn And set a sword to whirl and slaughter All vipers at the gates of dawn

16. Halloween II
[Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe 2008 track] eins zwei drei vier Formulae ueteres exorsismorum et excommunicationum Strigas et fictos lupinam credere Metamorphosis lycanthropy Possunt inquam Daemon pellem lupinam Quodam cauae Arboris occultandum occultandum [x3] [Chorus (x3)] Halloween Halloween Halloween Go, Halloween Metamorphosis lycanthropy Possunt inquam

Metamorphosis lycanthropy Possunt inquam [Chorus (x3)]

17. Courting Baphomet


[Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe 2008 track] Wishing in contempt of love The righteous came to burn our forest With hissing firebrands For though we serve the gentle curves Of our serpent-girdled Eastern Goddess They thought they caught us Kissing hearses in their land Send away the pumpkin carriage Blind mice in your head Parade themselves like sacrilegious Envoys of the dead For in this house of the dark Madonna Flesh will pleasure life For free of sin we would dishonour All that virgin sacrifice Gut our city, slaughter all within Save the gold that goes to God Show no pity for we worship sin Spare not the old nor lightning rod We raise our devil horns To those who sit on high For down amidst the thorns We lie Tonight the black guards came to rape And ruin those souls empathising With fleeing far away Thrown to the Tigris river curves Of our star tiara-ed Ishtar rising They thought they caught us Courting Baphomet Courting Baphomet

Gut our city, slaughter all within Save the gold that goes to God Show no pity for we worship sin Spare not the old nor lightning rod She walked the world When the world was made to dress In a perfect darkness A murderess in flame Nature curled, unleashed, unfurled The crack of a whip on the lips of anger Why would your holy order Not be wholly slain? Wishing in contempt of love The righteous came to burn our forest With just verses for the damned For though we serve the gentle curves Of our serpent-girdled Eastern Goddess They thought they caught us Pissing curses in the sand We raise our devil horns To those who sit on high For down amidst the thorns We lie We raise our devil horns

18. Stay
[Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe 2008 track] If this world is wearing thin And you're thinking of escape I'll go anywhere with you Just wrap me up in chains But if you try to go alone Don't think I'll understand Stay with me Stay with me In the silence of your room In the darkness of your dreams You must only think of me

There can be no in between When your pride is on the floor I'll make you beg for more Stay with me Stay with me You'd better hope and pray That you make it safe Back to your own world You'd better hope and pray That you'll wake one day In your own world Cause when you sleep at night They don't hear your cries In your own world Only time will tell If you can break the spell Back in your own world Stay with me Stay with me Stay, stay with me Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay Stay with me

19. Devil To The Metal


[Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe 2008 track] Polluting the honesty of Christ with poisoned wine Laced with lines from the end of time From the herald and the bugler High voltage bolts the cellar door Switch thrown at midnight's peak To start the heart of a scarlet whore Gauged infernally A poetess in night's profane station Threading lies like silver seas A seamstress for an amputee nation Wedded to depravities Devil to the metal

Diluting the authority of life with sewer brine Laced with grime from the spiral of time Wherein spins cruel order The big hand strokes the Little Horn Not thrown for charity To win the sins of the decadent, born To wage eternally Passion rides the great unholy Ipsissimus of love's despair Her ashen grin would shine, if only Death would not sit smiling there Her beauty freezes reason Like Helen at the reins Of the rampant horse Apocalypse On the shore that it was made Devil to the metal She fucks at unknown angles Bleeds her victims to the bone And in their guts untangled Casts her runic eyes of stone She will violate the future Annihilate the past Paving way in butcher trades The red brick road through mankind's arse Abandon reason, life the veil Darker seasons are released Storm crows gather in black masses at the pane Go to sleep beyond the pale She is set to murder peace Rome, Jerusalem and Mecca are aflame 'Under pregnant skies I come alive like Miss Leviathan Dripping with the ripples of concern All of heaven's eyes are fixed, as only my desire can Tear them from the stars I start to burn'

album: "Godspeed On The Devil's Thunder" (2008)

1. In Grandeur And Frankincense Devilment Stirs


[Narrator:] "When light no longer rose to kiss me, I swore to tear Heaven asunder As flights of fallen angels wished me Godspeed on the Devil's Thunder."

2. Shat Out Of Hell


Eclipsing violent centuries Like a dark scar over France Enter the nascent Gilles de Rais A warrior and a scholar He fought for Joan Of Arc Before she met with martyrdom in flames Far from fairytale A deathshead on his sail A light that would not fail Beneath her spell But the crucifix was veiled When his decadence prevailed In a drench of red regaled He was shat out of Hell Shat out of Hell Frozen in iniquity A passion for awe in an age of grief His wealth and power led him on To the tainted gates of Babylon Born beneath the howling stars In a shower of golden Lys A wolf-cub with the world between his sabre teeth Torn between extremes of faith The pious and the priests He fed the Devil children like he threw his mastiffs meat Far from fairytale The coffin and the nail Descending to the pale Under the spell Of alchemists who failed To clench the menstrual grail

In a drench of red regaled He was shat out of Hell Shat out of Hell Grown so morbid without war The wine corrupted, nightmares spored His Lord's betrayal, played no more He beat upon the Devil's door Demanding pleasures to replace Joan Of Arc, her epic grace Had set aflame his wolfheart with her truth And when she died, his life of pride Was lost to God and in his crimes He turned to raising Satan with the proof Soon nightly, unsightly Offerings were made on a vulgar altar And slowly, but surely The darkness answered like a falling star Far from fairytale Insanity exhaled A full-blown winter gale Under it's spell Innocents assailed Were entered and impaled In a drench of red regaled He was shat out of Hell Shat out of Hell Perverse, seductive, cruel as sin An egotist, he mourned Both war and glory, schooled to win Whatever bored imagination spawned

3. The Death Of Love


[Narration by Doug Bradley:] Her penultimate sighs Called softy on the kindling wind Her saintly eyes filling with tears, lifting with truth And then a golden flash like the onset of Heaven Leaving her screams breaking my heart

And in the grip of fire I knew the death of love Where will you be when they tense for warfare? What will you see with your innocence there? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when they tense for warfare? Where will you be when God is glorifying? There we will be between the dead and dying Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when God is glorifying? Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns Devoted to the votive, holy standard above 'By command of the king of Heaven' Came the death of love Where will you be when they're vilifying? How will they see when the truth is blinding? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when they're vilifying? Where will you be when the dark is rising? How will you keep from it's terrorizing? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising? Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound But visions and ambition Never listened to submission And she was on a mission from the highest above To Lord upon the slaughter Like a sword through hissing water She arose where archers sought her For the death of love The righteous death of love Gilles adored her drama Her suit of pure white armour Blazed against the English in a torrent of light And as they rallied onto night A cancer fled his soul Dissolving...

Framed amid the thick of fire Aflame, a Valkyrie She made him click without desire And in his eyes she swam a Goddess And even when they caught her breath Her words would leave a scar 'For only in the grip of darkness Will we shine amidst the brightest stars' How will you breathe when their wheels are turning? How will you know if the sky is burning? Where will you be my darling? How will you breathe when their wheels are turning? Where will you be when Babel builds my fire? Will you not flee and label me pariah? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when they light my pyre? Aligned with Joan in all That was enthroned and divine He swore to score the crimes Jackdaws poured on this dove Crimes he knew alone Derived from minds of the blind The church unfurled for murder perched Upon the death of love Framed amid the thick of fire Aflame, a Valkyrie She claimed the skies were lit with spires And in his eyes she swam a Goddess And even when she fought for breath Her words would leave a scar 'For only in the grip of darkness Will we shine amidst the brightest stars'

4. The 13th Caesar


[Narration by Doug Bradley:] Oh, how my rampant desire Ripped from the presence of God Now hungered like a beast For the knowledge of evil

When Joan was burnt He knew malevolence At the heart of all A cold and jagged abyss bled of sense The throne he earned Through God's benevolence Started his own fall Clothing ragged dogma in his own magnificence Here the stench, the gold events The bold inventions of the will Luxuries and splendours past the ken of mortal men Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled A Daemon sat upon the top of the world Like a Herod over Genesis They sang hosannas as his banners unfurled Kissing terrors with paralysis His brash canvas insulted the view moving heaven and earth to please the Tumultitudes, whom his strange retinue drew To assert the thirteenth Caesar The thirteenth Caesar Ichor kicked inside his veins The thirteenth Caesar War was licked, for shame The thirteenth Caesar Sicker, but just as vain The thirteenth Caesar Gilles De Rais When Joan was burnt He knew malevolence At the heart of all He swore henceforth he would serve evil alone Here the stench, the gold events The insurrection of his will Theatre and feasts past the ken of mortal men Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled A Daemon sat upon the top of the world Like a Herod over genesis They sang hosannas as his banners unfurled Striking terror intro menaces Suetonius and Ovid

Filled the moonstruck dreams With the purple of Rome His Venus of arena-blood was dead And he was storming home

5. Tiffauges
[Narration:] "God can deny nothing to a De Rais And should He ever There is always the Devil"

6. Tragic Kingdom
Here sat Babylon Fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of Hell grew strong Like a curse upon This tragic kingdom Dusk descended like a final curtain On this stage only death was certain Singing through the turrets Like a velvet serenade Played near a grave Sentries and gentry, afforded the bloom Of a red setting sun and a bloodletting moon Applauded, then accorded them Portents of doom Almost too soon... They pissed upon the winds That rocked the cradles Laughing over those hovels grovelling to wolves They kissed and sinned Under overstocked tables As the world outside grew sodden and mauled Here sat Babylon

Fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of Hell grew strong Like a curse upon This tragic kingdom Gilles sat sipping damson absinthe From a goblet made of bone As lightning ripped and danced upon The flagstones Wayward fantasies marched on home Now the treetops bowed to whisper In a thin Disney veneer They knew the howls so exquisitely honed Were those of children, disappeared They'd listened to the winds Heard the murdered Abel Re-christened in the stone jaws of Tiffauges Where the list of sins Grew beyond a fable They now roared abroad, restless with debauch Restless with debauch Restless with debauch This tragic kingdom Would see God's angels walk Away... Satanic, enigmatic His black magic was ecstatic Megalomaniac in titanic displays Dressed in the best Wicked britches of the West He cut a mourning figure in glorious swathe But all his nightmares would come true Drowning in a stream of conscious pleasure Here sat Babylon Fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of Hell grew strong Like a curse upon This tragic kingdom Like a curse upon This tragic kingdom

The moon bleared through the skeletal trees Averting her face from congenital deeds Thus eves grew murky, haunted, grieved About this place laced with demon seed Blanchet, a priest, his book of lies Exonerated him from Gilles' crimes Announced his fears, one night of sighs A night for cursing nursery rhymes In the light of the fire wrestling feckless shadows (The track gets blacker for this tragic kingdom) Gilles' frightening wealth, his tightening grip On the weak and the rubies that his coffers let slip Steered to near ruin in successive years Of the most of excess and the best of it here In the light of the fire wrestling reckless shadows

7. Sweetest Maleficia
[Narration:] "I conjure you Barron, Satan, Beelzebub By the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit By the Virgin Mary and all the saints To appear in person, so that you may speak to us And fulfill our desires Come at my bidding and I will grant you Whatever you want, however vile And the curtailing of my life" He would rise triumphant All done up On a plume of raven wings Trafficking with sycophants Sharing his cup Amidst other graver things Alchemists and sorcerers stitched his head With the stench of pitch and myrrh The devout faded out but the pagan remained The candles burnt low and still nothing came Bearing golden secrets from a cold malevolent race

He would have his demon! He would have his vice! All save his soul was up for sacrifice! Despite their raising not a single hair Everything stank of witchcraft there From the stained chapel to the statued lawn In Caprineum on the lake To the still lit crypts and the slit of dawn Sliding down the towers, it all smelt fake He needed answers not advice Intending to devise A lengthy train of torture for the fool Who thought a seance would suffice Or sighted, furred in dragonflies The signature of Satan on a wall Sweetest Maleficia Planchette to Blanchet, from ghosts to a priest Returning with a spider for the poisonous feast The Italian astrologer Prelati, spinning sin His fingertips were scented with The tears from seraphim cheeks Part glamour and a hammer Cadaverous and glib Commanding in a voice of frozen peaks He would have his demon! He would have his gold! Out of control Gilles' soul was sold Under mistletoe and the glistening snow Kissing in the shadow of abandoned saviours "So I shall conjure Thee demons of the Netherworld" (From the banquet hall to the stable gates A graveyard shift in tone Sank upon the castle, like a papal weight Or a deep philosophical stone) The air was sick with trepidation Despair and desperation Then he fixed his covenant in blood Now all was rich and tapestried Fragrant wine to shitty mead His new world opened with a claret flood

Time was right, this wretched night To etch the circles clear again... As a labyrinth of razors led a blind man to the stars So too Prelati brought the dark It's name was Barron, eyes like catastrophic tar Imbibed with fire They fed him shredded infants on an altar full of scars Entangled in a dream The mirrors full of steam He scarce could see Joan's face reflecting through His last attempt to grasp at God Lay blackened in a holy fog And now there were only devils to pursue Gilles was wrapped in a velvet spell Of Hell and her seductions The assassinated days as a Caesar gone by Barron, spitting acid, as his magical guide Lit demonic pyres where once dying embers writhed Sweetest Maleficia

8. Honey And Sulphur


[Narration:] "So potent was the star under which I was born That I have done no one in the world has done Nor can ever do" Praeclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum All Saints Day, the taint of rain Blood and mud and thunder all the same To those who close their ranks to Gille's men Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside Brittle angels out to pasture once again

Torture garden rules of thumb apply To sacred flesh and the naked eye Golgothic this erotica Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom That the superstitions grew Wise to the wolves that surprised their children Gagged in sacks and dragged back to Tiffauges It's roads now home to a beautiful stranger Lifting her veil Spinning her lies Tender eyes, never-ending danger It grows A rose that chose death for it's bedmuck Prickles in wait Thanking her spies Trickling thighs her only hiccup And though she walks the forest trails She's far from innocent or frail She leads them down the path where darkness dwells That night is rife with celebration The tower sings Where so much foul illumination Strikes a lighthouse for the things That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram Mid sour dreams A beauty pageant for the gathering damned Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams Praeclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum Torture garden rules of thumb apply To sacred flesh and the naked eye Golgothic this erotica Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom In this castle of loup-garou When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on A parcel of victims now tied to

Tiffauges Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic Cherubim forced Naked and blind A holocaust mind designed their exit A libertine so grim Sometimes tore them limb from limb Slitting their throats Pissing on graves Jesus saved but the devil made him Praeclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum

9. Midnight Shadows Crawl To Darken Counsel With Life


[Narration:] "Sometimes I beheaded them with daggers, with poniards, with knives Sometimes I suspended them in my room from a pole or by a hook and chords and strangled them And when they were languishing I committed with them the evils of the flesh" The evening air laps thick about The stagnant moat that Tiffauges claims As dusk now slips away Where taught to run, the rotten tongue Of a hotter Gtterdmerung Has started licking like a flame Whispers in the dismal mist Are full of crystal promises Black rites begun in earnest Ignite Hell's hungry furnace Behold the bold inauguration of the darkside Demonic passions climbing Ill-fated stars aligning Tonight these sights are guaranteed to feed the master The tide of blood is rising

His gifts will be providing Unmasked, the phantom lord De Rais Haunts the furthest tower Wherein death has sucked the hour There, throttled gasps tantamount to foreplay And drooling razors next to come Unspool red secrets from the young The moon grinned full, the games were chaste When the children first arrived Now midnight shadows crawl apace To darken counsel with their lives Flesh and ecstasy as sport Are immortal vices of the highest order Wherein devilry holds sway Behind blind walls where these cockatrice squalled Their songs of Necronomicon Spoke out of Gilles De Rais Each murdered son, each frozen rose Handpicked, was gently fed To the sumptuous one in black and those Whose lives were thrown in with the dead The candles lit, the stage was set As it was in sainted days When censers swung and banners hung On the Siege of Orleans on the painted Seine Now the castle floats in the drifting fog Torn from it's moorings Like a shipwreck dredged from Hell As innocents entreat a shifting God Their voices soaring On a silver tide to heaven On a knife edge as they fell The blade would plunge in virulent arcs Such wounds would stretch away By the fireside, warmed to creative sparks Of the monster Gilles De Rais Gilded Gilles De Rais Comets vomited The restless bells of crime Peeled back skin from broken bones

Of angels cut from the nicks of time Festering faces with painted eyes The prettiest kept to be thrust inside Gaping necromantic from the mantle-side Caked in kissed goodbyes Days faded in decay The stench of perfume lied No horror in the glades of man Was left for Barron to provide So unique was the beat of his poisoned heart And it's sordid, morbid crack No further atrocity could possibly surpass Unrewarded, bored, he turned his back

10. Darkness Incarnate


"Something thicker than despair Rides upon the midnight air The smell of blood, the taste of prey We spy you hiding Gilles de Rais" Under August swelter After banquet and soiree When spiced wine and song Have further heated veins To the ninth degree as tenacula Hold another body in their sway Gilles retires from the grasping fires That will ashen the remains Darkness incarnate Demons in his semen That once clung about the throats Of children dragged from cellars to his rooms Now permeate the castle All who sleep dream of the goat That dark eclectic harbinger of doom Nightingales sang of tragedy Whispers were made of blasphemy Vain, insane, this brute aloof Drew tainted veils over bitter truth

The stairs ran helter-skelter His bedchamber besieged By phantoms who sheltered In it's furs, remorse Sought to overwhelm him Like a lantern of disease That shone on rotten faces Of those murdered out in force Darkness incarnate Fleeing ghosts so indisposed To his Satanic love Of children dragged from cellars to his feast He rose, a carnal wind opposed To those that sat above Tearing out into the forest like a beast The night wind sang of tragedy Whispers were made of blasphemy Vain, insane, this brute aloof Drew tainted sails over naked truth Madness clouded everything Like a lycanthropic shroud And through it's ghastly lineaments he saw The trees become obscenities Semen drip from every bough As if he rooted Nature like a whore Dryads tongued under skirts of leaves Surrendering branches that slenderly pleased The Mocking orifices and the forest on her knees Then once besotted, knotted trunks now grew Rotten, venereal, cancerous, blue The clotting of his heart to a rank cantankerous tune "Death is only a matter of a little pain" Beneath the sallow moonlight In a wonderland of pain Gilles fled back to the castle Terrified and drained He sought his deep red velvet bed And the sleep it preordained Exhausted, forced into the dead The creep of nightmares came again

Madness clouded everything Like a lycanthropic shroud And through it's ghastly lineaments he saw Hundreds of slain children Some came crawling disembowelled To where he stretched out howling on all fours Corpses tore at his legs and knees As he clawed to the cross, begging reprieve From a Lord that soared above the awful scene He sobbed and wept, no voice was left To scream, the dream was not drubbed yet He heard the horrors hiss beside him, 'Herod, you'll regret...' 'Who hears the tears of nightfall? Who steers the spears so spiteful?' "Oh my dearest angels, go pray to God for me"

11. Ten Leagues Beneath Contempt


Awaking in a sweat Forsaking pleasure for regret Another night of blight had slowly passed The morning skies once fresh and bright Darkened down no near twilight Once could smell the end of days were coming fast Gilles wandered as in purgatory Beyond the grave of his estate Neither Heaven, Hell or peasantry Were present save projected hatred He knew suspicion, he felt derision And grief like a sharpened stake Pierce his heart, and now the start Of his unknitting began to take Vain glorious, a Lord, devout? He thought his soul exempt From guilt and doubt, there's no way out Ten leagues beneath contempt

(He drank an ocean quoting Joan the maiden A vampire's pious rant His hot blood stank of devotion laden With bias for love's covenant) Awaking in a sweat Forsaking pleasure for regret His choired chapel sighed with his laments As accusations reached a roar Investigations breached the door He put up nothing save his favours in defense The Church stirred in it's Roman lair The grease had long been spent Now all tongues spat at Tiffauges there Ten leagues beneath contempt Just one falter One misplaced deed And Gilles would be undone As he teetered on the verge of defeat Profaning God's altar Bursting in on evening Mass He threatened there to crucify the priest Drunk on fiery wine With the storm lashing behind He then threw this Philistine To his foulest dungeon And money owed or not The Priest released or left to rot His blatant sacrilege begot A war machine of papal Rome They came for him in mourning splendour With the blessing of the Saints His fawning grin in sweet surrender A lesson in enforced restraint He knew suspicion, he felt derision And fear like a sharpened stake Pierce his heart, and now the start Of his unknitting began to take He thought courts bought with golden crowns Rich Bishops he could tempt But traitor's gate was sought and found Ten leagues beneath contempt

Ten leagues beneath contempt

12. Godspeed On The Devil's Thunder


"This is the moment I go to God" Burning like derision on the prism of night Still squirming from the sermon, those determined parasites Meant to overpower and bedizen his light He paced his tower prison with a dissonant appetite The moon was black Devil may care Three times he'd glared before his judges Darkening there With a Wormwood mind And a gullet of poison Asked He thought the court a farce His tongue as sharp as glass A bastard to the last This truth assassin... ..tautened his claws at the ruinous cast Flexing vexation at clerics aghast In uproar he caused the cross to be masked And the hex of exile from God's Kingdom passed Back in the mirror, shattered vanity died The curse even clearer on the sanity side Banished from the lavish tracts of paradise From Heaven's shored poured to the sore divide The moon was black Devil may care Their thunder sundered all his veils Thickening there His beligerent pulse To a sickening crawl Yes He'd fostered wickedness Fed vipers at his breast

Inflicted death's caress So now to suffer... He'd burn, discern That his second turn Would last for eternity In reckoning flames That night his plight marched in demented Parades O'er a rainbow of black magic scars The blood ran to fear, turned to torment in spades Deep in the sleep of this heretic, barred The nightmares were livid, occultist, depraved His epiphany struggled to come But dawn found him there, redemptive, prepared Like Christ to Golgotha, his face to the sun All fears were smeared When Joan had appeared In a shower of tears Last vestige of innocence Yearning for her vision of divinity Of her miracles and dreamt lyrical deeds He would meet her at the pyre as the fire kissed And together they'd climb to God, entwined in bliss Devil may care He awed the court with a sworn confession Quickening there His radiant death And acute renewal Thus The end was glorious He went like Jesus trussed To shadow and to dust At the stroke of seven And With thieves at both his hands The Reaper of these lands Wept with holy plans As he choked to heaven

13. Corpseflower
"I have told you the truth and everything as it happened" "All the evil that I could do has been accomplished I am redeemable and I believe The clemencies of God And suffrages of the Holy Church Have succoured me with much mercy I have only ever wished to satisfy my desires"

14. Balsamic And Anathema


[Special Edition bonus disc track] "No human power can stop the will of heaven from being asserted." Worming through the mark Of Ezekiel and Mark Through the chapters of Honorius Gilles, as in a trance Screwed the pages up and danced Courting something vainly glorious He walked he gravest night That decrepit final juncture Of doom and negativity Reeking of death And the gloom of Stygian light When suddenly, the faintest whisper! A curtain opened in a painted vista Moonbeams swept into his dream... Balsamic and anathema Balsamic and anathema Prelati full of stars Magical, ecstatic stars That sparkled, no debacle sought to douse His fiery omnipresence Hissed at heaven, evanescent He was there to thwart the burning of his Faust The gates were prised, the phantom horses Snorted, restless to be gone

With enchantment's eyes upon the door, he cried'Come with me now!' Gilles balked, the thought of life Accused and pursued And overridden by morbidity Saddened his breath For those destined for his knife Then suddenly - the strangest feeling One that left the angels reeling Atonement crept into his midst Balsamic and anathema Balsamic and anathema Prelati, full of stars This abductor of his heart Promised him horizons free of pain But all the grand designs Magic signs and midnight wines In the dream-world couldn't hope to swerve his aim He would stay and face his slayers Cardinals and courtroom players Whilst Prelati must now flee before The pure and azure dawn... The gates were wide, the phantom horses Snorted, restless to be gone With enchantment's eyes upon the door Once more he cried 'Come with me now!' Prelati full of stars Tried to pull him from the dance Summoning his Barron to perform But as the Demon rose In sweet miracles of prose And propaganda, came a proper bible storm Lightning - grinning, froze On this murder-site of crows And from the scattered ashes stepped a sylph The maiden Joan of Arc Crept more beautiful and dark A paradise, a cradle free of filth She was chaste beyond all graces The face of faith illuminated

More precious than Prelati's spell A Goddess in a dream... And trembling in her arm Her eyes a thousand golden psalms That glittered as on Christmas night He wept like Hallowe'en He held the scene, the poignant gleam Of peace and great serenity Close to his heart, her parting kiss He slept to wake released in bliss

15. A Thousand Hands On The Maid Of Ruin


[Special Edition bonus disc track] [Instrumental]

16. Into The Crypt Of Rays


[Special Edition bonus disc track] [Celtic Frost cover] Years of plead, behind the walls Chambers and vaults, Scenes of fright Unspoken Words, in pain and dread 140 lives passed his hands Gilles De Ray's... The perverted son The holy man... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Alluring children for his masses Robbing and buying young souls Sacrifice to morbid demons Satisfy his repulsive sexual lust Gilles De Ray's...

The perverted son The holy man... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... "So this is for the morbid one, The braveless and sick Shivering laughter shrilled through the tombs Sexual offence and perverted rites Watching them limp and die... Wizards and darkness, Gilles' dreams Halfway came true..." As a late medieval's French marshall Unrestrained, with endless ambitions Personal guard for Jeanne D'Arc ...the rising of his soul to god... Gilles De Ray's... The perverted son The holy man... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Overdone Mystism and Desperate Satanism Are just one small step apart There's no human scheme in the beyond...

17. Devil To The Metal


[Special Edition bonus disc track] Polluting the honesty of Christ with poisoned wine Laced with lines from the end of time From the herald and the bugler High voltage bolts the cellar door Switch thrown at midnight's peak To start the heart of a scarlet whore Gauged infernally A poetess in night's profane station Threading lies like silver seas

A seamstress for an amputee nation Wedded to depravities Devil to the metal Devil to the metal!! Diluting the authority of life with sewer brine Laced with grime from the spiral of time Wherein spins cruel order The big hand strokes the Little Horn Not thrown for charity To win the sins of the decadent, born To wage eternally Passion rides the great unholy Ipsissimus of love's despair Her ashen grin would shine, if only Death would not sit smiling there Her beauty freezes reason Like Helen at the reins Of the rampant horse Apocalypse On t he shore that it was made Devil to the metal DEVIL TO THE METAL She fucks at unknown angles Bleeds her victims to the bone And in their guts untangled Casts her runic eyes of stone She will violate the future Annihilate the past Paving way in butcher trades The red brick road through mankind's arse Abandon reason, life the veil Darker seasons are released Storm crows gather in black masses at the pane Go to sleep beyond the pale She is set to murder peace Rome, Jerusalem and Mecca are aflame 'Under pregnant skies I come alive like Miss Leviathan Dripping with the ripples of concern All of heaven's eyes are fixed, as only my desire can Tear them from the stars I start to burn'

The big hand strokes the Little Horn Not thrown for charity To win the sins of the decadent, born To wage eternally A poetess in night's profane station Threading lies like silver seas A seam stress for an amputee nation Wedded to depravities Devil to the metal Devil to the metal.... Devil to the METAL!!!

18. Courting Baphomet


[Special Edition bonus disc track] Wishing in contempt of love The righteous came to burn our forest With hissing firebrands For though we serve the gentle curves Of our serpent-girdled Eastern Goddess They thought they caught us Kissing hearses in their land Send away the pumpkin carriage Blind mice in your head Parade themselves like sacrilegious Envoys of the dead For in this house of the dark Madonna Flesh will pleasure life For free of sin we would dishonour All that virgin sacrifice Gut our city, slaughter all within Save the gold that goes to God Show no pity for we worship sin Spare not the old nor lightning rod We raise our devil horns To those who sit on high For down amidst the thorns

We lie Tonight the black guards came to rape And ruin those souls empathising With fleeing far away Thrown to the Tigris river curves Of our star tiara-ed Ishtar rising They thought they caught us Courting Baphome t Courting Baphomet Gut our city, slaughter all within Save the gold that goes to God Show no pity for we worship sin Spare not the old nor lightning rod She walked the world When the world was made to dress In a perfect darkness A murderess in flame Nature curled, unleashed, unfurled The crack of a whip on the lips of anger Why would your holy order Not be wholly slain? Wishing in contempt of love The righteous came to burn our forest With just verses for the damned For though we serve the gentle curves Of our serpent-girdled Eastern Goddess They thought they caught us Pissing curses in the sand We raise our devil horns To those who sit on high For down amidst the thorns We lie We raise our devil horns

19. The Love Of Death (Remix)


[Special Edition bonus disc track]

"So I shall conjure thee, demons of the Netherworld For your names and seals are known Evil, Slimy essence of corruption Lord of Vice and Pestilence Deity of Silent Hear my words" Where will you be they tense for warfare? What will you see with your innocence there? Where will you be they tense for warfare? What will you see with your innocence there? Where will you be when God is glorifying? There we will be between the dead and dying Where will you be when God is glorifying? There we will be between the dead and dying "Hear my words Horaeus of Lion shape, tailed with a serpent Commander of the forces of Time and Space Demon of Astrology You shall arise Beelzebub, Hideous of Aspect _____ and Barron. Messengers of mean importance Heed the power of my dark commands" Devoted to the votive, holy standard above 'By command of the king of Heaven' Came the death of Love Where will you be when they're vilifying? How will they see when the truth is blinding? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when they're vilifying? Where will you be when the dark is rising? How will you keep from it's terrorizing? Where will you be when the dark is rising? How will you keep from it's terrorizing? Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound But visions and ambition Never listened to submission And she was on a mission from the highest above

The death The death of Love The righteous death of love "For my ardour and my sensual delectation I took a great number of precious little souls Whom I killed and caused to be killed Well, it is to desire to be quit of this world In which there is nothing but misery"

20. The Death Of Love (Demo)


[Special Edition bonus disc track] "Her penultimate sighs called softy on the kindling winds Her saintly eyes filling with tears living with truth and then a golden flash like the onset of heaven leaving her screams breaking my heart and in the grip of fire i knew the Death of love Where will you be they tense for warfare? What will you see with your innocence there? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be they tense for warfare? Where will you be when God is glorifying? There we will be between the dead and dying Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when God is glorifying? Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns Devoted to the votive, holy standard above 'By command of the king of Heaven' Came the death of love Where will you be when they're vilifying? How will they see when the truth is blinding? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when they're vilifying? Where will you be when the dark is rising? How will you keep from it's terrorizing?

Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising? Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound But visions and ambition Never listened to submission And she was on a mission from the highest above To Lord upon the slaughter Like a sword through hissing water She arose where archers sought her For the death of love The righteous death of love Gilles adored her drama Her suit of pure white armour Blazed against the English in a torrent of light And as they rallied onto night A cancer fled his soul Dissolving... Framed amid the thick of fire Aflame, a Valkyrie She made him click without desire And in his eyes she swam a Goddess And even when they caught her breath Her words would leave a scar 'For only in the grip of darkness Will we shine amidst the brightest stars' How will you breathe when their wheels are turning? How will you know if the sky is burning? Where will you be my darling? How will you breathe when their wheels are turning? Where will you be when Babel builds my fire? Will you not flee and label me pariah? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when they light my pyre? Aligned with Joan in all That was enthroned and divine He swore to score the crimes Jackdaws poured on this dove

Crimes he knew alone Derived from minds of the blind The church unfurled for murder perched Upon the death of love Framed amid the thick of fire Aflame, a Valkyrie She claimed the skies were lit with spires And in his eyes she swam a Goddess And even when she fought for breath Her words would leave a scar 'For only in the grip of darkness Will we shine amidst the brightest stars'

21. The 13th Caesar (Demo)


[Special Edition bonus disc track] When Joan was burnt He knew malevolence At the heart of all A cold and jagged abyss bled of sense The throne he earned Through God's benevolence Started his own fall Clothing ragged dogma in his own magnificence Here the stench, the gold events The bold inventions of the will Luxuries and splendours past the ken of mortal men Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled A Daemon sat upon the top of the world Like a Herod over Genesis They sang hosannas as his banners unfurled Kissing terrors with paralysis His brash canvas insulted the view moving heaven and earth to please the Tumultitudes, whom his strange retinue drew To assert the thirteenth Caesar The thirteenth Caesar Ichor kicked inside his veins

The thirteenth Caesar War was licked, for shame The thirteenth Caesar Sicker, but just as vain The thirteenth Caesar Gilles De Rais When Joan was burnt He knew malevolence At the heart of all He swore henceforth he would serve evil alone Here the stench, the gold events The insurrection of his will Theatre and feasts past the ken of mortal men Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled A Daemon sat upon the top of the world Like a Herod over genesis They sang hosannas as his banners unfurled Striking terror intro menaces The thirteenth Caesar Ichor kicked inside his veins The thirteenth Caesar War was licked, for shame The thirteenth Caesar Sicker, but just as vain The thirteenth Caesar Gilles De Rais Suetonius and Ovid Filled the moonstruck dreams With the purple of Rome His Venus of arena-blood was dead And he was storming home The thirteenth Caesar Ichor kicked inside his veins The thirteenth Caesar War was licked, for shame The thirteenth Caesar Sicker, but just as vain The thirteenth Caesar Gilles De Rais

22. Dirge Inferno (Live)


[Special Edition bonus disc track] Carrion my name For those who choose to mouth the curse A tragic serenade With Judas in my stride The gothic halls of shame Where statues coldly hold no worse Than the murders I reclaim From a dark, forsaken time Kissing heaven,spent He wipes lips free of his hectic discharge Wishing to repent For the brute that ravaged free In slight hands beauty weeps Conquest's deep methodical screwing Hurt repeatedly Like the world wound at his feet Dirge Inferno As it is written, damn it So let it be wrung From throats of those in overthrow The past at last has come A savage bite without respite Pervades the freezing air This winter chill, grist for his mill If tears of joy will blear elsewhere And church bells drown in the cracks of doom The storms above us hew As lightning runs like bifurcate tongues Deflowering two by two Hissing, malcontent He storms the skies on electric dis charge Pissing in contempt On the effigies of the weak Killing all resolve The great beast simmers, his scarlet women Spit their vitriol On the terrified face of peace

Dirge Inferno As it is written, damn it So let it be wrung From throats of those in overthrow Our past at last has come A hellbound heart, the rose and thorn Have locked to hasten blood The moon disrobes, to harden droves Of legions pouring These rivers press, his breath adorns Senates and enemy seats Whilst his power takes as ingratitude The writhing of the weak Wormwood my name The poisoned star that fell to earth And blistered free of shame In the pits of self-rebirth Now those caves become a garret Overseeing endless barracks As the waters turn to claret And the Vatican satins burn

23. Dusk And Her Embrace (live)


[Special Edition bonus disc track] Dusk and her embrace When the sun has swept upon the waveless lake And the mists steal in with ease Covened wolves arc their eerie dissonant napes In adoration of the moon and thee "They call as I to thee..." And I will come, as if in dream My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen Of vengeful, ancient breed Gilded with the pelts of many enemies Erishkigal, raven-haired Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair I can taste thy scent by candlelight

Legs of porcelain traced and laced to their lair Appease the beast on spattered sheets Dyed unearthly red as sobriety weeps Nocternity... She shall come for me A black velvet painting sprung to elegant life Like a poignant Madonna perverted to night And I have ridden from the westerning light To expend my lust Tear away the funereal dress Know that I will escape from my death Surrendered to the splendour of her sharpened caress Lo! The pale moonlight Weaves a poetic spell of vital death and decline Of mist and moth and the hunger inside Kisses took to fever and fever, demise "Through twilight, darkness and moonrise My scarlet tears will run As stolen blood and whispered love Of fantasies undone" Countess swathed in ebony And snow-white balletic grace Rouge-filmed lips procure the wish For lust and her disgrace Dusk and her embrace We shall flit through the shadows Like a dream of (were)wolves in the snow Under deady nightshade Still warmed with the kills of afterglow Beneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me (Beneath the stars taste the death in me) Bequeath to me thy fiery kiss To sever thin mortality Elizabeth My heart is thine Thy fragrant words Warm within like wine... "Let me come to thee with eyes like Asphodel Moon-glacing, loose desires free To writhe under my spell"

Erishkigal, raven-haired Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair I know thy scent by candlelight Immortal flesh I yearn to share Appease the beast on spattered sheets Dyed malefic red as sobriety weeps Nocternity She shall come for me... Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubus How the full embosomed fog Imparts the night to us

album: "Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa" (2010)

1. The Cult Of Venus Aversa


I am She Lilith Mistress of the dark Of Sheba First offender And succour to demons Whose sweet seductions and wicked rites Lead all those too enslaved by the flesh To trespass against God's holy law And tonight I come for you Midnight strikes, the candles sputter Muttering their recking spells I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter These words i speak are gates to Hell Casus belli In hoc signo vinces Veritas vos liberabit Casus belli In hoc signo vinces In aeternum, amen The scent of death is rent In this ornamental verse In ventures down the centuries Tormenting me with secrets so anathema And now the fires grate I must relate, to end this curse

I'll break through spires to escape my fate Am I too late or just perverse? Midnight strikes, the candles sputter Muttering their recking spells I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter These words i speak are gates to Hell So the blight begins Near the woodland of a frightened village Where the rites of unimaginable sin And the howling on the wind Chills the blood for fear of spillage Where nightfall used to be Blessed with best tranquility Its no caressed by misadventure Templars from the crusades Have birthed a church, more masquerade In which they worship mass dementia They came from dust and flame By the Red Sea on dead shores fleeing claims of blasphemy And bestiality Devils fed them back to us Knights of holy wars, inviting hordes Of grim infidelities In the grip of cryptic lands And desert sands They found just cause and midst their entourage Under the stars They Bought relics and parts Of saints And evil left to clerics charge With Muslim plunder they built their sect To the composite Baphomet An androgynous sphinx, open, erect Universal in its closet display Spawn of Lilith and Samael First offender and the snake In thrall like pawns beneath its spell The templars grew to astute surrender

Sabbatical, fanatical They Adorned its monstrous bust Whit a kings ransom of Easter jewels The embodiment of beast and lust Many moons the proved the boom Of immutable and beautiful Darkness ever-afters Then one eve when the ancient trees Outside, drew back, unnerved The pleas from those impatient teased Something from the black beyond of nowhere A stunning woman, summoned Comming scimitar-curved Statuesque, but living flesh Draping nakedness about their pagan saviours She came Lilith, a perfect myth The scarlet whore Skinned in magnificence In her defense She only slew a few of them Born of a sacrifice, a virgins price For the merging with a Goddess She prowled the world again Enslaving men With the surging of her bodice Midnight strikes, the candles sputter Muttering their recking spells I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter These words i speak are gates to Hell Casus belli In hoc signo vinces Veritas vos liberabit Casus belli In hoc signo vinces In aeternum, amen

2. One Foul Step From The Abyss


The Feast of Fools, 1308

As January slipped into the grip of winter A leather leash tightened round the throat of fate Amidst the flock, disease and dementia Night was blighted more than ever before With screams of lust and obscene adventure And scenes of raw debauch The darkness was aroused with every kiss And all who fell under it's spell Were one foul step from the abyss One foul step from the abyss Sacred village there in All Hallows Fair Feared the templars and their Queen For Lilith compared to a royal nightmare When she steered their tempestuous Fever-dreams The beast was loose and beauty party To the horrors of this sonorous whore A seducer, Medusa A frozen Hecate cloned Stealing seed, here needs were like a cancer Growing stronger with each whimpering dog knelt before her, thirteen necromancers Called from desert sands to this land of opportunity The darkness was aroused with every kiss And all who fell under its spell Were one foul step from the abyss One foul step from the abyss love was drugged by a copious vendor A train of servants for here decadent games Purring on rugs in fugs of opiate splendour Vain Lilith spread her wings again Stars, they gasped and comets in ovation Lit the towers, their very presence declared They watch with lust, despair and veneration For the Goddess scatted naked there The painted eye of the storm Plagues of sin, played to win

All hearts and souls in thrall to her embraced, her fatal whims Desire meant to conquer all Until that fateful day, 1308 With a force blessed by the Kings of Hate Facing winter gray to disintegrate Once noble halls The villagers in a belligerent horde Fraught daughters fanning flames Rose like pillars for their militant Lord Thoughts of slaughter haranguing hot veins They assailed the fort beyond the woods as the howling broke on the stroke of midnight Many lost their sanity at what they fought Amidst those walls, creed of dementia Annihilated by sheer weight of the surge Put to the sword, freed from their calenture The great estate was given straight to the church Of Lilith, no limb ranked amongst the dead But that she drank the blood of many men That dark night it was said

3. The Nun With The Astrail Habit


The world was her cloister, the abbess Duboir In the convent at All Hallows fair A pearl in an oyster she shone like a star Augmenting her sisterhoods prayers Her singing touched Angels and melted their hearts her choirs inspired the search For the lost holy grail, the Benedict arts And the best of the Catholic Church But if one thing One precious little thing Would darken this facade There would be such consequences Like the night Sister Victoria Stepped in from the freezing cold No candles would light at Evening Mass

The days passed by without a sigh But dusk came thick with dread Intangible, the air was full Of wanderlust and approaching bloodshed In truth, the Abbess with her pious whims Enjoyed the new girl's pain Proof to the rest tat the briars of sin Entangled all the world in Satan's name Victoria Varco, once heiress To a proud noble estate Fell pregnant by her recklessness Who then fell foul to a violent fate Such was here cime in expedient times And the shame of besmirching her name Her child was burnt, she was dragged to these walls For a life in obedient chains But not one thing One precious little thing Would darken this facade Like the night Sister Victoria Woke screaming in her room She spent a week spiralling from heaven And as the seasons wheezed and pained Her dream grew more perverse For no good reasons she would to find An alluring woman naked save for jewels and verse When here eyelids close, on a moonlit shore This intoxicating beauty would appear The sweetest symphony composed Those abating lips rose Tho whisper dirty secrets in her ear Clandestine secrets A dream within a dream She finds hereself this nymph Abreast a desert dune And below the crescent moon Atop a darksome stranger Ah, the spurting of his seed inside here Triggers paradise

She rides the beast until the heavens trembled Forcing eclipse, her lover licks her blood That drips upon the sand And almost out of hand Coarse plots assemble For somewhere in the convent walls A templar treasure rests Forgotten to the vestibules Like pleasures of the flesh So, in return for nightly runs Past tongues and wisdom's hiss She promised to assist the hunt for an ancient golden chain amiss

4. Retreat Of The Sacred Heart


She slept in ecstasy In hands that fanned her wildest fantasies Freed from Christ's frigid regime And rigid nails... She was first in church To lick her lips and self-debased Each waking second felt like heaven In the scarlet One's embrace And at last, clear memories, aghast Relinquished their control All things held dear to the wretched past Coalesced within her soul Madness crept into her sight Though her sinful hair Spoke of nothing to the contrary Once dulled eyes leaped alive with life Her piece of broken mirror Barely recognised The worm was turning For her sat grinning Victoria Who, no three weeks ago Was flogged red to euphoria

For her dour love of God And the ardour of his crows Cold cloisters kept the dead apart At the Retreat of the Sacred Heart She stepped in ecstasy Neath skies that plied her wildest fantasies Freed into love's reacquainted dream And sudden gales... Night grew sultry late September A man came from the village Through the woods To help with harvest She was burning like the fields All her vows lay unfulfilled His name was Isaac, silent, blessed A mute whose tongue impressed her lately But now red skies darken The roonks lament Windswept maelstroms harken The approach of Lilith's Nightmare kingdom The woman in her astral dreams Became more vivid, livid, obscene Scatted on the throne of oayx blasphemies Emanating raw desire And the surging urge to scream Darkness crept into her face She stood erect And spook of riches and their whereabouts Finding in Isaac the need to place A hidden Templer necklace Lest the month run out For now stormed the vainglorious In her palace of mass delight Her power dawned victorious Victoria the key, her mind unfastened By flights of morbid fancy Psychomancy, rites of ancient wrong Sweet seductions, peaked cruptions Spiking through impatient song Cold cloister kept the dead apart At The Retreat of the Sacred Heart

The gate to hell was forced apart At The Retreat of the Sacred Heart

5. The Persecution Song


At the very start There were whispers in the dark And for all the world to see There was witchcraft at its heart And on the autumn air The scent of bonfires everywhere And a fell wind stirred the leaves... The persecution song Telltale signs of possession Little Miss Demeanour in the demons bed Gasps she just could not suppress After lights-out midst the dead And a past on which sin cast its darts of wickedness Time was running faster for disaster Strange nights were burning In the furnace of her dreams A name was uttered, Lilith Mistress, playmate, master Such sights were stolen in the throes of ecstasy And in the thick of all In the Black Goddess's thrall With the wood unseen for trees Victoria stood tall Promiscuous in step The Devil breathing down her neck As jealous zealots stitched apiece... The persecution song Telltale signs of possession Fickle Miss Demeanour hissed and disappeared To her Sisters of the cloth She now reeked of Astaroth Again the curse had surfaced Sneaking back the pagan years

Weaving webs of great revealing Hidden in the convent An evil libido abided, undone Breathing, deceiving Feasting on her deviant feelings She'd clung to her crucifix Once her torturers begun Her screams came quick The miserichord Den to vice and screw That had reddened many tongues Wrung symphonies Of suffering from her Many moons hardened pure hearts Those plagued by her black arts Their rooms secreting phantom orgies Vile rites and rifled graves Mere hours, now towered Above this bent and beaten flower Her naked body privy to The Abbess and her ways Victoria fought No guilt was wrought Just a torrid retort of blasphemies Nails and crosses vomited forth From this pretty little whore now arched like Hell Arched like Hell At the very start There were whispers in the dark And for all the world to see There was witchcraft at its heart But then the end grew nigh A dirge inferno filled the sky In its customary key... The persecution song Telltale signs of obsession No wailing banshee would dishonour their name Nuns dragged her to the blasted oak Storm-clouds threatened holy smoke They hanged her there like Judas With the Hellcat in her reined

Time was running faster for disaster Exorcism, torture, gallows Now a shallow grave A name was stuttered, Isaac Tongue-tied, simple, bastard They made him dig the pit Mindless of what it claimed

6. Deceiving Eyes
On the night all mirrors fell silent And the clocks struck accord with the rain A storm swept in with such violence The dead rose to complain The stars were ill-crossed as the weather Lost in its bitumen cloak The Angels were warring, slick with endeavour Falling like tears through the thickening smoke Blood redeems, heaven torn asunder A flood of souls scream on the rolling thunder Blood redeems, heaven torn asunder She stirs from dreams barely three feet under "Victoria, I come to claim my prize Stealing from the convent neath the wrath of seething skies For though you greased the palm of Satan With those moonlit silver thighs I knew the beast took second place When I looked into your eyes Your deceiving eyes Filled with lies And missed good byes And serpents hissing revelations Your deceiving eyes They tell enough Of how I fell in love With the goddess creeping deep inside you" And with the tumult up above him roaring Isaac sought her shallow grave As lightning bolted through the grim down-pouring rain

He struck the hallowed earth again Having torn at the soil like a man insane threw his fists at the poisonous cosmos And from that pit of shame He bore the coffin from her sorry lot Neath trees whose eaves were knotted with rot Through ornate chapel doors, unlocked To splinter her sarcophagus And gaze upon her face Victoria... "Victoria, I come to claim my prize Stealing from the convent neath the wrath of seething skies For though you greased the palm of Satan With those moonlit silver thighs Making mockery of rosaries His needs will never rival mine I recall a summer's day The sunlight bathed your penitential scars As I sat and washed the blood away Now your body stays And the coldness of your lips Eclipse Like the first true kiss of winter" Pining for the dead On the stone floor spread She was shining through her winding shroud A moon amid the mad, this son of Adam had A gift for the pretty young nun A necklace wrought of twining snakes Two gold illicit tongues He laid it at her throat Where the rope had wrung He was burning from the furnace Of his roused desire He wrested with temptation To be or unfulfilled She was undressed for ovation Her sumptuous form, the storm revealed And with his driven lust exploding Her lashes brushed his cheeks They flickered with life, her limbs enfolding Purring, licking wicked teeth

"Victoria, I come to claim my prize Stealing from the convent neath the wrath of seething skies For though you greased the palm of Satan With those moonlit silver thighs You have left him just for me I see it in deceiving eyes Those deceiving eyes Filled with lies And missed good byes And serpents hissing revelations Those deceiving eyes They tell enough Of how I fell in love With the goddess re-arisen in you"

7. Lilith Immaculate
Church bells resounded like judgement day As they were making love In the rainswept graveyard She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame A monsoon Tigress set upon prey Fall for the love of me Crawl for the love of me Drool for the love of my virulent sway I grow more master the faster the days Lilith Immaculate This delectable reaper Her eyes were profound Drawing him in deeper Until he was drowned Hurled on the shore Of the world underground... Lilith Immaculate Mortal kind, a morbid wine For this dark moon goddess And freed to stretch her claws This beautiful whore

Would be brutally honest Tortuous one, taboos undone A glittering star on a sea of myriad waves And a thickening mist, a seductress Leading lovesick hearts astray Lilith In the throes of orgasm, she bucked and he broke At the height of the storm, the chaos they'd smote Burning behind her in arabesque smoke Framed a vision transformed as she sucked from his throat Victoria smiled, her now golden eyes Possessed a regal bearing Of omnipotent power From wet lips to her smouldering thighs Her beauty perfected and her will agonised Fall for the love of me Crawl for the love of me Drool for the love of my virulent sway I grow more the master the faster the days Lilith Immaculate With dread single purpose Her mind told him stay She strode through the fire Desire aflame She murdered the nuns In such horrible ways... Lilith Immaculate "That night we lay entwined on hay Inside a soldier's barn Her panting breath an opiate As in her bolder grasp I caught the scent of desert sands The Holy lands, the fall of reason But only when I smelt the blood Did I fear her colder hand" "I am darkness, I am sin The Queen of lust invited in Reborn at last to cast my Fecund shadow on this world, You shall worship me, enslaved

For many lovers shall I crave And in return, I'll gladly pave Your psycho path with pearls For I have been grating And waiting so long to find The most perfect hostess close to me Whose thin-ice troubled mind Was like a cracked, black ornate mirror To slip right through in time When at last I wore Harmonia's necklace The cursed twin serpents mine" Tortuous one, debauchery won The attention of Emperors, Princes and Tsars For the toll of her kiss, no soul could dismiss The advance of her throne from afar This English rose with traits of those Who graced the harems of the East Adorned with thorns, she raised the horns And scarlet hems to wasted priests Fall for the love of me Crawl for the love of me Drool for the love of my virulent sway I grow more master the faster the days Lilith Immaculate This delectable reaper Her eyes were profound They drew him in deeper Until he was drowned Hurled on the shore Of the world underground... Lilith Immaculate Fall for the love of me Crawl for the love of me Drool for the love of my virulent sway I grow more master the faster the days Lilith Immaculate The flutes and sweet wine Of her voice anodyne Her power was growing Every hour malign

The truth, Lilith's kingdom Drew closer with time

8. The Spawn Of Love And War


Poets racking absinthed brains Could never fully paint these nights No martyr parting from his pain Could utter words so erudite As those she now divulged to me In throes of passions grip Indulging latent fantasies That ran forked tongues along the lip Of fate's pudenda The twisted snake's agenda Now the world would bend To her deadly legacy Life's graveyard was waiting, such dizzying flight From the convent at All Hallows Fair Without contemplating, we fled through the night Too blood-drunk and cunt-sated to care The Goddess had spoken And woken desire It crackled in the air around us A psychic force shimmering like fire And on her breasts. that old necklace The one I snuck from the fucked Abbess Whose dirty little secret, other than me Now shone with bold intensity Vast the power it possessed The darkness Brought to living flesh This treasure was ancient, taken by force From an elite caste of priests in Delphi The Templars were patient, they stayed out the course Then fleeced their Greek hosts in their sleep That necklace traversed Vile murders and miles worse But what was a curse To this perverse demoness?

Legend swore it was a gift of malice For the maiden Harmonia The illegitimate spawn of love arid war Jealousy made it gleam for her For with it clasped, her looking glass Was ever beautiful and young But disaster choked her royal caste And every throat on which it hung There madness, death and horror clung Immortalised in mortal guise She was a sight for blighted eyes A plague to gladly plagiarise And spread like red excited kisses She was more than me More than words Could fulfil in the parlance of the angels She cast a spell on every cell In my nobody She gave me back my tongue That she might run it on herself She was Lilith. she was light I was but a parasite Beckoned to temptation In her velvet overtones Through frozen antics, dressed in white She led me into paradise Neath comets in ovation Like the Queen of winter, throned... Pleasures archetypal Then much rarer agonies I was a sworn disciple Of her whims and dark decrees In Europe's hair Her spies were everywhere A sylph amongst the filthy rich and debonair Her greater plan All chaos and the all of man For as she fed dark appetites She bred her children there The spawn of love and war Presiding over Hellfire clubs Arch-masons and Agharta

The spawn of love and war She rode the beast. her legs apart A blazing pyre starter Life's playground elated, such dizzying sights And sensations ignited her grin As slaves celebrated her Satanic rites We climbed up to heaven in sin She came to me As she will come to You Intoxicating in her seduction Her siren sway. devastating voodoo Persistent, resistance is useless, fool To this Goddess, in lust she's cruel Beyond any measure, her pleasures will found A perverted Eden on sacred ground vast the power I caressed The darkness brought to vivid flesh And in it she now rules a cowered universe

9. Harlot On A Pedestal
Where does the madness end? How far down do the rungs expire In smoke and burning heat? In depravity and sin? In her shocking retinue I saw the worst Desire run amok amongst you And in her boudoir too The endless nights embedded In her beautiful cocoon Turning black and blue and jaded Kneelin at her feet My heart atrophied at her ravishing form The ultimate test Her cult obsessed With this body of the Goddess reborn

When she first laid me to rest I saw such sights of wickedness From this harlot on a pedestal This scarlet Woman scorned I glimpsed desertion, the bluster of shame The tribes of the moon. their lustre improved A morbid aversion to the limpid domain Of Eden and Adam her dark temper moved I witnessed reverie then Perverse resurgence, souls on fire Blood and seed spilt for centuries For this imperious bitch In her shocking retinue I saw the worst Desire run amok amongst you A gnawer of taboo Dread appetites were threaded Right throughout the mortal zoo Her immortality now hungered I remember, in Thebes Enthroned with cat-skinned girls Her long dark hair braided with pearls A red gown split revealed her thighs As full lips rose to feline eyes Egyptian black outlined each lid It's clear who owned the pyramid Temptress Lilith Her beauty stirred me more than words Could ever paint, her bible hurt Tempered Lilith Hissing in the dark Pissing on my heart I was missing every part of Victoria Victoria I found them hypnotic, the years of display Of court life and parties, political bite Narcotic, erotic, her bleary soirees Left daylight a dream in the scheme of the night The scheme of the night

But I grew uneasy, she wanted the earth For now she was spinning her sins Breeding fell children and hiding her worth Before the new orders disorder begins Feeding from the weak Savaged on their feet by her ravaging lust Evening-dressed This young Countess Led lovers astray under cover of dusk When she took them to her breast They passed last rites, deliciousness Swept into their every pore This matriarch of darkness bored Harlot on a pedestal The night orchestral Harlot on a pedestal Never vestal...

10. Forgive Me Father (I Have Sinned)


Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone Storm clouds roll out overhead Above their master End of all flesh, end of all days Love predicts disaster In her precious ways I was burned, a sacerdotal soul By the Demon Queen of my dreams Infatuation turned to total control Her rose was sweet But her thorns were barbarous "Love me And worship me I'll lavish you and ravish you Fulfil all wishes and fetishes too

Many never want to see Many never want to know The truth behind their fantasies Their deepest needs Let alone be shown them" Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone Nothing left to do but run Sodom rolls out modern death On casters ever faster End of all Flesh, End of all Days The stars predict disaster In her bastard ways "Love me And worship me I'll nurture you and hurt you too Fulfil all wishes for my sad Aladdin" She comes to me Like a sandstorm in an hourglass A whirlwind of desire I am hypnotised To think beyond the pale Beyond heart-stopping eyes And sopping thighs I'm won't to fail A wicked spell cast over me Addicted to her utterly Despite the horrors that gestate Beneath the beautiful "I'll grant you life beyond your ken The envy of all other men Whatever vice will make you spend Eternity with me" Satan's concubine She makes her crime scenes shine from heaven Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again

Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone

11. Beyond Eleventh Hour


"All mirrors lead to my palace My exotic pleasure temple Wherein my court is both gracious and insatiable Pure and obscene For where pumps the true heart of life There too seeps corruption And from this my new Eden of nightshades, black henbane, sphinxes, opium and roses weaned on tears and blood Will rise up like lust And the shadow of my dark consort shalt extend Himself across the face of the world... ...And Hell will come with Him" Part of the garden, her dark Eden Fed blood by poisoned fronds My heart hardened in her wet season Treading mud in her slough of despond But only now A path lies straight before me The maze is ploughed half through with hate Andpher crop is dripping red Beyond eleventh hour Her beauty and brute power Grows stronger by the day And with each rose that she deflowers The longer her throes of madness stay In her grip on shredded sheets Once our fingertips had dug and clutched She whispered dreadful things to me She wanted war with God The underdog baring sharpened teeth With her armies raised from suffering To ascend on jet black wings

She'd break off holy limbs On the racks of her witch hunt And crush the church beneath her heel The Pope in homage to her cunt A dark horse forcing nightmares To wring submissives dry A vampire madam batterfang With vicious streaks a mile wide Beyond eleventh hour Her kiss has turned dismissive Her glance holds slight contempt Instead those eyes burn on the prize Of fates she really likes to tempt In her grip on shredded sheets Gasping from conquered peaks of passion She whispered dreadful things to me She wanted war with God The underdog baring sharpened teeth With her armies raised from suffering To ascend on jet black wings She'd tear down mighty spires Then rear them up anew Orders forged to her desires The eleventh hour nearly through Lilith, the abyss, the slithering mists That cause all souls to stray How to resist those seductive gifts On the shore of her unholy ways? She calls my name so softly From deep banks of scented fog I almost lose myself before it starts But my spirit keeps its silence As I drift across the lake A glimpse of harem secrets Now her velvet curtain parts She is glaring like the moon The wind dies down. eavesdropping As I bow before her throne And she descends to greet me Like the royal bitch to which shes grown

"Come closer, what have you to say? Black cat got your tongue? "I am not your slave Nor are you my saviour" "But Isaac, I'm the only one..." I hold those cold deceiving eyes Her once hypnotic gaze And pledge eternal love. then walk away Thunder seethes behind me Death adjusts her favourite mask Another lover smothered by her sanguinary darkness Clasped in the garden, here you heard This story blustered through I asked her pardon, swore my word I'd score her sweetmeats just like you For only now The truth lies prone before me I couldn't leave her even if she stormed The heavens as were promised Beyond eleventh hour Lilith, the abyss. the slithering mists Will come for you this eve Lustrous the cusp of her lingering tryst Before those fatal kisses bleed Beyond eleventh hour She will make of you a plaything Scant amusement for her bed And when naked flesh forgets to sing She'll take your fucking soul instead Midnight strikes, the candles sputter Muttering their reeking spells I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter These words I speak are gates to Hell

12. Beast Of Extermination


[Special Fan Edition track] "Kill a man and you are a murderer. Kill millions of men and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone and you are a God." [Jean Rostard (1955)] Born of the best of enemies Beyond the pearly constellations Wherein heaven has no embassy And hope no surly grip on reason Yahweh: frankincense Satan; gold and murder He is sly, bejewelled with sylph Slick limbs spread wide to guide you through the filth And rust Crawl to him fuelled by lust He's the horned one in the pentagram A waste of chaos by the gram Dark eyes for trouble, double damned Despair The storm upon lake Lacrymose Restless. never comatose The thorn upon the single rose We share... Germination His a renegade a Capella now obeyed A shitstorm without warning The pleasuit King In Yellow on parade Son of the thunderous morning Yahweh: frankincense Satan: gold and murder He is high. inured with vice The tower-cree er on our edelweiss Career A foreign power cut of utter fear Taught curiosity, he s atrocity. banned The taste of chaos by the dram A tortured course like slaughtered lamb

Best rare The curse that haunts this thirsting tomb Disturbed, becomes the worst of doom Rehearsing all his worth for soon He's there... Extermination He is hatred. greed and war He is everything we ought abhor Were it not for the fateful truth Be sure We suffer him all the more And lo! his tyrant's eye Is fixed upon our rich and vibrant sky Now hear the wind Herald desolation As on that eve when angels clad In nothing but their whispered virtues Slipped into the valley Of the dirty serpentine Hes the horned one in the pentagram A waste of chaos by the gram Dark eyes for trouble, double damned Despair The storm upon lake Lacrymose Restless, never comatose The thorn u on the single rose we share... Desperation Disdainful. he self-deprecates The mirror's jagged stare And it's painful how we subjugate The grinning face reflected in there Yahweh: frankincense Satan; gold and murder

13. Truth And Agony


[Special Fan Edition track]

Mother's milk has soured My life's a bolted door And from it runs a trail of vagrant gore My wounds are open flowers Fragrant gifts for my encore Bouquets of praise for bleeding, towered On the sacrificial floor I summoned and you came To the peel of twisted bells To the gelid whisper of my name I blanched, erotic danger Had me whirling like a star To the dark advance of strangers And then I heard you laugh A throat of broken glass Leather stitched to weeping skin A coat of death and suppuration Be my truth and agony An architect for my total destruction My erector, my dissector My flesh will be wet for your best seduction Be my truth and agony inventive and deranged Loves proof is in, its plain to see The fluids we've exchanged Part of these soul killers The Gestapohood of scars Carved an ornate invitation on my heart The scent of French vanilla With the stench of abattoirs Past tense of present laythings On those stained red lips ajar I summoned and you came From the churning guts of Hell With your Christmas hiss of chains Down the endless centuries Your torture bed of lust A shrine for us to redesign And sign in blood and rust

Be my truth and agony An architect for my total destruction My erector, my dissector My flesh caressed by your best corruption Be my truth and agony inventive and deranged Loves roof is in, its meant to be My cells are rearranged I suffered and you came To the splintering of bones Winning pinnacles for my pain Raped and racked and mutilated I Raised from dregs again Autopsy-turvy, back elated In brazen arms that sacked my veins Skinnatra, take me to the stars Thrust me through to paradise Endorphins breaking fast Creature from the black abyss Teacher. sadomasochist Your tortured soul has led me To this altered state of bliss

14. Adest Rosa Secreta Eros


[Special Fan Edition Track] My number is 11, as all their numbers who are of us. My colour is black to the blind, but the blue & gold are seen of the seeing. Also I have a secret glory for them that love me. But to love me is better than all things: if under the night stars in the desert thou presently burnest mine incense before me, invoking me with a pure heart, and the Serpent flame therein, thou shalt come a little to lie in my bosom. For one kiss wilt thou then be willing to give all; but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Ye shall wear rich jewels; ye shall exceed the nations of the earth in spendour & pride; but always in the love of me, and so ye shall come to my joy. I love you! I yearn to you! Pale or purple, veiled or voluptuous,

I who am all pleasure and purple, and drunkenness of the innermost sense, desire you. Put on the wings, and arouse the coiled splendour within you: come unto me! I am the Snake that giveth Knowledge & Delight and bright glory, and stir the hearts of men with drunkenness. To worship me take wine and strange drugs whereof I will tell my prophet, & be drunk thereof! They shall not harm ye at all. It is a lie, this folly against self. The exposure of innocence is a lie. Be strong, o man! lust, enjoy all things of sense and rapture: fear not that any God shall deny thee for this. Let the Scarlet Woman beware! If pity and compassion and tenderness visit her heart; if she leave my work to toy with old sweetnesses; then shall my vengeance be known. I will slay me her child: I will alienate her heart: I will cast her out from men: as a shrinking and despised harlot shall she crawl through dusk wet streets, and die cold and an-hungered. But let her raise herself in pride! Let her follow me in my way! Let her work the work of wickedness! Let her kill her heart! Let her be loud and adulterous! Let her be covered with jewels, and rich garments, and let her be shameless before all men! Then will I lift her to pinnacles of power: then will I breed from her a child mightier

15. Mistress From The Sucking Pit


[Special Fan Edition track] Oh dear God It is midnight in the labyrinth The night is set to taint the painted halls Moonlight is our cue The candelabra flicker at your passing gall I swear they're dancing just for you The dead leaves rustle on the manor lawns As a light breeze whispers through The call of wolves. the owls lament Our screams shall soon soar skyward too Mistress from the sucking pit All the world crawls lovesick at her feet The stars are passing observations Her voice is music, her legs go on Shes got full orchestration

And been known to use it But trepidation is a far slicker song Amongst dull suitors She is bright and razor sharp A tree of woe uprooter A viper still at heart Shes alkaline and far acidic As sweet as clementines This mistress from the sucking pit All the world crawls lovesick at her feet The stars are passing observations Her voice is music, her legs go on Shes got full orchestration And been known to use it But trepidation is a far slicker song Mistress from the sucking pit Embossed by her postulant gaze Like Medusa on a plinth I am lost in her embrace Oh dear God It is midnight in the labyrinth A peacock fan of sinful eyes Swim wide across the room This night, espied, your thin disguise Does wonders for the sundered gloom For all lit up the shades retreat To dark Italian pews And corners where great vases stand Abrim with thoughts of naked dais with you Mistress from the sucking pit All the world crawls lovesick at her feet The stars are passing observations Her needs are dire, her rites are wrong She burns with exultation Like a fiery vampire For desperation is a far slicker song Amongst dull suitors She's bright and razor sharp A tree of woe uprooter A viper still at heart

She's alkaline and far acidic Fluidic, serpentine This mistress from the sucking pit The waiters pass in gilded frames With glasses sparkling too The ball tonight rows magical Like the finest Venice threw And at it's heart a mythic queen Her skin of purest hue Whose beauty is unquestionable But whose duties are askew For beneath the airs and divine graces A slim tornado whirls On the precipice of her poisonous kiss The devil dwells deep inside this girl Embossed by her postulant gaze Like Medusa on a plinth I am lost in her embrace Oh dear God It is midnight in the labyrinth Mistress from the sucking pit The wine has sat and breathed it's last In blood red ruby where I find you by the roaring hearth A blaze of golden hair Cascading down an angel's face To pool about the breasts That man minds have wondered on but only I caress And then I'm yours. the velvet crown Of Venus in my hands Fists rip hard the eiderdown Desire firebrands Every mountain, every route My wanton tongue must take To taste that once forbidden fruit Before your bloodlust starts to...

16. Behind The Jagged Mountains


[Special Fan Edition track]

I have come from the freezing seas From the warmth of foreign coals Through the dismal fog of insecurities To a cloud-enshrouded noble goal The world has cast me from its laughter Thrown to the wolves, to the dread thereafter So now I forge a journey fraught Through these bitter wastes of snow Over ice and gorge to an Eden sought Far from the human races afterglow This sightless climb is treacherous to weather As the cold bites deep, old heartstrings sever Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen North At the back of Boreas. The zealous wind There crest celestial fountains Crystal waters soaring forth In the realm of our sacred Angelus kin Neither muse nor music flees This garden of delights Everywhere the soothing hands of nature please In this state of pure Euphoria Paradise lies at the heart of darkness And one must pay for this deep catharsis Now the storm-clouds retch A vision fleets before my eyes Wherein minarets and spires touch Phantasmagoric skies And meadows stretch to woodlands Of sweet nymph and fireflies Death is in the breeze And his mind will paralyse My mind is in the clutch Of something too long fantasised Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen peaks At the back of Boreas, the zealous wind The Gods of love are counting Down the nights until we meet In the realm of oursacred Angelus kin

Now the mirage blears And the howling gusts renew their fury The gleam of moonlit towers Fades to utter fear The mountains rear in anger At the righteousness I lack And in their monstrous grasp I know Dear God They will never let me back... Free of enemies, no death, disease The doves of peace, in flight Carouse upon the ever-Summer breeze In this land of Hyperborea Behind the jagged mountains Beyond their icy stares At the back of Boreas, the zealous wind My soul is now surmounting Past the grasp of last despairs To the realm of our sacred Angelus kin Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen North

17. The Cult Of Venus Aversa (Demo)


[Special Fan Edition track]

18. The Nun With The Astral Habit (Demo)


[Special Fan Edition track]

19. Deceiving Eyes (Demo)


[Special Fan Edition track]

EP: "Evermore Darkly" (2011)

1. Transmission From Hell


So, I've got a clean copy of the tape Here now and um, Well look I should warn you that This could really scare you. This is the letter that I received From one (inaudible)...that was Dated the 6th of june of 2006. I have recently started (inaudible)...to believe it When you talked about The sounds from hell tonight. My uncle had told me this story A couple of years ago and i didn't Believe him, like I discounted the Stories as nothing more thab just a Hysterical religious newspaper account. The story about the digging of the Hole and the hearing of the sounds From hell is very real. It did occur, In Siberia on a regular mining Expedition exploring future oil reserves. My uncle collected video and audio Tapes and so forth, on the Paranormal and supernatural. Until he passed away recently Under strange, terrible circunstances. He let me listen to one of the audio tapes That he had on the sounds from hell In Siberia and I (inaudible)... He received his version from a Close friend who worked (inaudible)... It took me awhile to find it tonight, But attached is that sound from my Uncle's tapes. It's not the (inaudible)... But the sounds, those horrible sounds on there. I was very hesitant to send you this Because the noise bothers me to listen to. It has always....haunted me.

To those who discounted the "Saberian Sounds From Hell" story, it Is true. And I, for one, wish it wasn't. Well, that's the letter, and this is the tape. Its clean better copy and I will warn you... ...what you are about to hear is VERY VERY DISTURBING.

2. Thank Your Lucky Scars


Governed by the moon She's a bold headmistress I am lycanthropic Too evolved to miss this Opportunity to taste The pausing lamb By the grace of heaven Come the claws I am Emerging with the hunger Scented blood a tease Urges surging under Thunder bludgeoning pleas Bathing in the afterglow Of Set let free On the scarlet march of woe To a dead set destiny True nature's stark decree The crude dripping whipping Off the back of need We are lost souls amok The raptors, scratch, Ragnarok The crossed pounding holy flock Like a werewolf blitzkrieg I am stuck on a killing spree A premature star That shot reprieve So fuck you Lady sympathy Just thank your lucky scars You're not for me The moon is drifting

through a dark hypnotic garden Her spells are waxing gibbous And my heart it starts to roar Just thank your lucky scars Sat astride my rearing nightmares The abhorrence King. Death bound in glory I see their idle tide in fear now turn there Before these evil jaws that leave no story This rancour soon will pass Just thank your lucky scars Chosen by the moon She's a cold seductress Frozen to the bone She's compelled to suck this Lust from out my veins To assert her rule From the able mouth of Cain Spurt the things I do Howling at the ether Like a beast in heat Burning with a fever For the seasonal meat I shall never gloat On what the sufferer sees My teeth are in their throat Blood is draining me of speech True nature's stark decree The brute, finger licking From his sickening feats We are lost souls amok The raptors, scratch, Ragnarok The crossed, pounding holy flock Like a werewolf blitzkrieg I am stuck on a killing spree A premature star That shot reprieve So fuck you Lady sympathy Just thank your lucky scars Your not like me Just thank your lucky scars

Sat astride my rearing nightmares The abhorrence King. Death bound in glory I see their idle tide in fear now turn there Before these haunted shores of purgatory Just thank your lucky scars Governed by the moon She's a bold headmistress I am lycanthropic Too evolved to miss this Opportunity to taste The pausing lamb By the grace of heaven Come the claws I am Emerging with the hunger Scented blood a tease Urges surging under Thunder bludgeoning pleas Bathing in the afterglow Of Set let free On the scarlet march of woe To a dead set destiny

3. Forgive Me Father (I Have Sinned) - Elder Version


Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone Storm clouds roll out overhead Above their master End of all flesh, end of all days Love predicts disaster In her precious ways I was burned, a sacerdotal soul By the Demon Queen of my dreams Infatuation turned to total control Her rose was sweet But her thorns were barbarous "Love me

And worship me I'll lavish you and ravish you Fulfil all wishes and fetishes too Many never want to see Many never want to know The truth behind their fantasies Their deepest needs Let alone be shown them" Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone Nothing left to do but run Sodom rolls out modern death On casters ever faster End of all Flesh, End of all Days The stars predict disaster In her bastard ways "Love me And worship me I'll nurture you and hurt you too Fulfil all wishes for my sad Aladdin" She comes to me Like a sandstorm in an hourglass A whirlwind of desire I am hypnotised To think beyond the pale Beyond heart-stopping eyes And sopping thighs I'm won't to fail A wicked spell cast over me Addicted to her utterly Despite the horrors that gestate Beneath the beautiful "I'll grant you life beyond your ken The envy of all other men Whatever vice will make you spend Eternity with me" Satan's concubine She makes her crime scenes shine from heaven

Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone

4. Lilith Immaculate (Extended Length)


Church bells resounded like judgement day As they were making love In the rainswept graveyard She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame A monsoon Tigress set upon prey Fall for the love of me Crawl for the love of me Drool for the love of my virulent sway I grow more master the faster the days Lilith Immaculate This delectable reaper Her eyes were profound Drawing him in deeper Until he was drowned Hurled on the shore Of the world underground... Lilith Immaculate Mortal kind, a morbid wine For this dark moon goddess And freed to stretch her claws This beautiful whore Would be brutally honest Tortuous one, taboos undone A glittering star on a sea of myriad waves And a thickening mist, a seductress Leading lovesick hearts astray Lilith In the throes of orgasm, she bucked and he broke At the height of the storm, the chaos they'd smote

Burning behind her in arabesque smoke Framed a vision transformed as she sucked from his throat Victoria smiled, her now golden eyes Possessed a regal bearing Of omnipotent power From wet lips to her smouldering thighs Her beauty perfected and her will agonised Fall for the love of me Crawl for the love of me Drool for the love of my virulent sway I grow more the master the faster the days Lilith Immaculate With dread single purpose Her mind told him stay She strode through the fire Desire aflame She murdered the nuns In such horrible ways... Lilith Immaculate "That night we lay entwined on hay Inside a soldier's barn Her panting breath an opiate As in her bolder grasp I caught the scent of desert sands The Holy lands, the fall of reason But only when I smelt the blood Did I fear her colder hand" "I am darkness, I am sin The Queen of lust invited in Reborn at last to cast my Fecund shadow on this world, You shall worship me, enslaved For many lovers shall I crave And in return, I'll gladly pave Your psycho path with pearls For I have been grating And waiting so long to find The most perfect hostess close to me Whose thin-ice troubled mind Was like a cracked, black ornate mirror To slip right through in time When at last I wore Harmonia's necklace

The cursed twin serpents mine" Tortuous one, debauchery won The attention of Emperors, Princes and Tsars For the toll of her kiss, no soul could dismiss The advance of her throne from afar This English rose with traits of those Who graced the harems of the East Adorned with thorns, she raised the horns And scarlet hems to wasted priests Fall for the love of me Crawl for the love of me Drool for the love of my virulent sway I grow more master the faster the days Lilith Immaculate This delectable reaper Her eyes were profound They drew him in deeper Until he was drowned Hurled on the shore Of the world underground... Lilith Immaculate Fall for the love of me Crawl for the love of me Drool for the love of my virulent sway I grow more master the faster the days Lilith Immaculate The flutes and sweet wine Of her voice anodyne Her power was growing Every hour malign The truth, Lilith's kingdom Drew closer with time

5. The Persecution Song - Elder Version


At the very start There were whispers in the dark

And for all the world to see There was witchcraft at its heart And on the autumn air The scent of bonfires everywhere And a fell wind stirred the leaves... The persecution song Telltale signs of possession Little Miss Demeanour in the demons bed Gasps she just could not suppress After lights-out midst the dead And a past on which sin cast its darts of wickedness Time was running faster for disaster Strange nights were burning In the furnace of her dreams A name was uttered, Lilith Mistress, playmate, master Such sights were stolen in the throes of ecstasy And in the thick of all In the Black Goddess's thrall With the wood unseen for trees Victoria stood tall Promiscuous in step The Devil breathing down her neck As jealous zealots stitched apiece... The persecution song Telltale signs of possession Fickle Miss Demeanour hissed and disappeared To her Sisters of the cloth She now reeked of Astaroth Again the curse had surfaced Sneaking back the pagan years Weaving webs of great revealing Hidden in the convent An evil libido abided, undone Breathing, deceiving Feasting on her deviant feelings She'd clung to her crucifix Once her torturers begun Her screams came quick The miserichord Den to vice and screw That had reddened many tongues

Wrung symphonies Of suffering from her Many moons hardened pure hearts Those plagued by her black arts Their rooms secreting phantom orgies Vile rites and rifled graves Mere hours, now towered Above this bent and beaten flower Her naked body privy to The Abbess and her ways Victoria fought No guilt was wrought Just a torrid retort of blasphemies Nails and crosses vomited forth From this pretty little whore now arched like Hell Arched like Hell At the very start There were whispers in the dark And for all the world to see There was witchcraft at its heart But then the end grew nigh A dirge inferno filled the sky In its customary key... The persecution song Telltale signs of obsession No wailing banshee would dishonour their name Nuns dragged her to the blasted oak Storm-clouds threatened holy smoke They hanged her there like Judas With the Hellcat in her reined Time was running faster for disaster Exorcism, torture, gallows Now a shallow grave A name was stuttered, Isaac Tongue-tied, simple, bastard They made him dig the pit Mindless of what it claimed

6. Forgive Me Father (I'm In A Trance)


Forgive me Father, I have sinned Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone Storm clouds roll out overhead Above their master End of all flesh, end of all days Love predicts disaster In her precious ways I was burned, a sacerdotal soul By the Demon Queen of my dreams Infatuation turned to total control Her rose was sweet But her thorns were barbarous "Love me And worship me I'll lavish you and ravish you Fulfil all wishes and fetishes too Many never want to see Many never want to know The truth behind their fantasies Their deepest needs Let alone be shown them" Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone Nothing left to do but run Sodom rolls out modern death On casters ever faster End of all Flesh, End of all Days The stars predict disaster In her bastard ways "Love me And worship me

I'll nurture you and hurt you too Fulfil all wishes for my sad Aladdin" She comes to me Like a sandstorm in an hourglass A whirlwind of desire I am hypnotised To think beyond the pale Beyond heart-stopping eyes And sopping thighs I'm won't to fail A wicked spell cast over me Addicted to her utterly Despite the horrors that gestate Beneath the beautiful "I'll grant you life beyond your ken The envy of all other men Whatever vice will make you spend Eternity with me" Satan's concubine She makes her crime scenes shine from heaven Forgive me Father, I have sinned Darkness put her painted claws in me again Her vision drowns like service wine Whispered kisses so divine I was blessed but now I've come undone

7. The Spawn Of Love And War - Elder Version


Poets racking absinthed brains Could never fully paint these nights No martyr parting from his pain Could utter words so erudite As those she now divulged to me In throes of passions grip Indulging latent fantasies That ran forked tongues along the lip Of fate's pudenda The twisted snake's agenda Now the world would bend To her deadly legacy

Life's graveyard was waiting, such dizzying flight From the convent at All Hallows Fair Without contemplating, we fled through the night Too blood-drunk and cunt-sated to care The Goddess had spoken And woken desire It crackled in the air around us A psychic force shimmering like fire And on her breasts. that old necklace The one I snuck from the fucked Abbess Whose dirty little secret, other than me Now shone with bold intensity Vast the power it possessed The darkness Brought to living flesh This treasure was ancient, taken by force From an elite caste of priests in Delphi The Templars were patient, they stayed out the course Then fleeced their Greek hosts in their sleep That necklace traversed Vile murders and miles worse But what was a curse To this perverse demoness? Legend swore it was a gift of malice For the maiden Harmonia The illegitimate spawn of love arid war Jealousy made it gleam for her For with it clasped, her looking glass Was ever beautiful and young But disaster choked her royal caste And every throat on which it hung There madness, death and horror clung Immortalised in mortal guise She was a sight for blighted eyes A plague to gladly plagiarise And spread like red excited kisses She was more than me More than wards Could fulfil in the parlance of the angels She cast a spell on every cell In my nobody She gave me back my tongue

That she might run it on herself She was Lilith. she was light I was but a parasite Beckoned to temptation In her velvet overtones Through frozen antics, dressed in white She led me into paradise Neath comets in ovation Like the Queen of winter, throned... Pleasures archetypal Then much rarer agonies I was a sworn disciple Of her whims and dark decrees In Europe's hair Her spies were everywhere A sylph amongst the filthy rich and debonair Her greater plan All chaos and the all of man For as she fed dark appetites She bred her children there The spawn of love and war Presiding over Hellfire clubs Arch-masons and Agharta The spawn of love and war She rode the beast. her legs apart A blazing pyre starter Life's playground elated, such dizzying sights And sensations ignited her grin As slaves celebrated her Satanic rites We climbed up to heaven in sin She came to me As she will come to You Intoxicating in her seduction Her siren sway. devastating voodoo Persistent, resistance is useless, fool To this Goddess, in lust she's cruel Beyond any measure, her pleasures will found A perverted Eden on sacred ground

vast the power I caressed The darkness brought to vivid flesh And in it she now rules a cowered universe

8. Summer Dying Fast ("Midnight In The Labyrinth" Breadcrumb Trail)


[Instrumental]