 Cradle of Filth
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Artist rating: 83.30 % (ranking: not set)
Highest rating: 83.37 % (2017)
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DataFormed: 1991
Formed 33 years ago
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MembersPaul Allender, Stuart Anstis✝, Nicholas Barker, Sarah Jezebel Deva, Ashley Ellyllon, Adrian Erlandsson, Dani Filth, Daniel Firth, Robin Graves, Damien Gregori, Charles Hedger, Anabelle Iratni, James McIlroy, Martin Powell, Dave Pybus, Gian Pyres, Benjamin Ryan, Paul Ryan, Lindsay Schoolcraft, Richard Shaw, Martin Škaroupka, Marek Šmerda, Les Smith |
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Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa
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(2017-02-19) |
Date released: 2010-11-01 Type: studio In collection: on wishlist [high] Average track length: 05:41 Average track rating:  |
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1 lyrics  07:08 | 2 lyrics  04:53 | 3 lyrics 04:54 | 4 lyrics  03:54 | 5 lyrics 05:34 | 6 lyrics 06:44 | 7 lyrics 06:12 | 8 lyrics 06:19 | 9 lyrics 05:08 | 10 lyrics 04:32 | 11 lyrics 07:16 | Total time: 01:02:34 |
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The Cult of Venus Aversa 07:08 |
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 |
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One Foul Step from the Abyss 04:53 |
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 its 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 |
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The Nun with the Astral Habit 04:54 |
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 |
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Retreat of the Sacred Heart 03:54 |
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 |
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The Persecution Song 05:34 |
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 |
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Deceiving Eyes 06:44 |
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
Не 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" |
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Lilith Immaculate 06:12 |
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 |
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The Spawn of Love and War 06:19 |
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 |
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Harlot on a Pedestal 05:08 |
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... |
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Forgive Me Father (I Have Sinned) 04:32 |
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 |
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Beyond Eleventh Hour 07:16 |
"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 |
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