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"

All Hope In Eclipse


A Thousand Nights Once Succoured Me
In The Shadow Of Miss Anne Thropy-
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 Inscribed,
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 Heels Of Life

Lowered Souls, Growing Cold, Tendered 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

(There Was Not A Prayer Left In This Wretched World)

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, Leapt Joyous There
I Praised Their Worth, Then Planned Their Conques 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

Amore 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

An Enemy Led The Tempest


As Pride Precedes A 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 Throats 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, Rebellions 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 Shied 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; That Fool Was Me...

Alone And Cold, Face To The Crack
Beyond 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 Lenghts
Of Rope To Hang High
Ten Commandments By...

Babalon A. D.


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 Knot In The Grain
On Eden's Martial 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
Dictation 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 A 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, Foe 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...

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
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 Bequathed 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"

My Soul To Hell For Company

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

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...

(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

Better To Reign In Hell


Heart In Hand Passed To The Clasp Of Pain
In A Dark Lowland That Set Bad Blood In Veins
Burning, Like Penal Fires Roused To Stain
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 Vision

He Licked The Spittle From The Cheeks Of The Wry
And Drifted Back To When His Stung It's 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, Though 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 Lined 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 The Rape And Ruinous Scourge
Spared For Souls That Had 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

"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 Wold

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

Black Metal


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 & 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 It's Night

Black Metal

Lay Down Your Souls To The Gods Rock & 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 & 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 & Roll

Black Metal

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 Bracken'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 Tip Of Her Tongue
The Restless Spirit Of A 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 Firelit 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 Ease
Espied By Her Cross On The Wall
And Should She Awake, Through Embrace Or Mistake
She Would Take Lesus
Blest Foot Forward And All...

Sibilant And At Last
The Circus Crawled Away
With Another Lover In Its Arms
Dancing On Her Grave...

Carrion


Lurking In The Shade
Of Dark And Fragrant Trees
Shirking From The Rage
That Tore The Heavens Free
A Vagrant Angel
Hid With Span To See
The Garden Swell With Terror
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

As The Storm Slid In
Borne By Carnal Winds
The Upper Ether Thinned
And Therein Sat Abomination

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

At The Throat Of The Human Race
With Claws Engorged And Poised To Rake
Wit 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

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