~aWAY wITH tHE fAERIES~

{ lOVELY lYRICS >{~**mARILYN mANSON**~}
"I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist, I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit."
"Dress me up and make me your dying god."
"We are all just star's on your burning flag."

{ tHEATRE oF tRAGEDY -lORELEI
[Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy]
Ferie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a façade; A serenade siren'd to lure - Zounds! not to court me? A menad, yet the sweetest colleen - Certes didst thou me unveil meekly life pristine.
Lorelei, A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death, Yet who the hell was I to dare?
Lorelei, Canst thou not see thou to me needful art? Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
Dedally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade, For all years a damndest and driegh'd accolade - Caus'd for all eyes mazed to behold a mêlee; In the midst did I swainly cast thee my bouquet: The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire, Bellow'd bidingly by my heart's quailing quire.
Lorelei,
A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death, Yet who the hell was I to dare?
Lorelei,
Canst thou not see thou to me needful art? Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
Perchance author I thee this ikon'd apologue for aught, Doth the wecht burthen thee?, then bethink thine afterthought:
'Tween Aether and 'Nether art thou the peerless phoenix - Prithee, darlingmost! - court me rather than the peevish prolix.

{ aSSEMBLAGE 23-"lET mE bE yOUR aRMOR
let me take the fall
let me take the blame
let me carry you from hell to home again
let me walk to you when your legs are weak
let me find the words for you when you can't speak
(chorus) let me be your armor
let me be your shield
let me take away the pain you feel
let me be your armor
let me be the light that guides your way through darkest night
let me be your armor (end chorus)
let me take the blows
that were meant for you
let me help you with the trials you're going through
let me keep you safe from the world outside
let me wipe away the tears that fill your eyes (chorus)
let me keep you from experience you need
let me bind you with my selfishness and greed
let me stifle you let me have control
let me smother every aspect of your soul

{ tYPE O nEGATIVE{cHRISTIAN wOMAN}

"Forgive her.....for she know's not what she does"
A cross upon her bedroom wall
From grace she will fall
An image burning in her mind
And between her thighs
A dying God-man full of pain
When will you cum again ?
Before him beg to serve or please
On your back or knees
There's no forgiveness for her sins
Prefers punishment ?
Would you suffer eternally
Or internally ?
For her lust
She'll burn in hell
Her soul done medium well
All through mass manual stimulation
Salvation
Body of Christ
She needs
The body of Christ
She'd like to know God
Ooh love God
Feel her God
Inside of here - deep inside of her

"gOODNIGHT cHILDREN....eVERYWHERE"