[(1. Creatures That Kissed In Cold Mirrors)]

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[(2. 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....

[(3. 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

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.

[(4. 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 on, 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 in cold mirrors A Queen of Snos 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 imquisitive 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 I was born in love with thee So why should fate stand inbetween?"

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

[(5. Funeral In Carpathia (Be Quick Or Be Dead Mix)]

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

[(6. The Twisted Nails Of Faith)]

"Mirror, mirror on the wall Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all? For if I shall see thy Will be done Grant Me the Witchcraft of thy tongue"

Three moondials froze in the shadow of six As another soul passed to the grasping Styx Clutching their trinket crucifix Bats blew from caves 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.

[(7. From The Cradle To The 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

[(8. 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 vengefull 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 yeild the sign That Dawn in born to their eclipse

For Our In humankind Comes an underdog day Sunrise Rippling with fire llike femaledition

Iplintered 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.

[(9. 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....

[(10. Cruelty Brought The 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"

[(11. Lord Abortion)]

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 thair 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 vermillion 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 facces 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 seperate 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..."

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.

[(12. Once Upon Atrocity)]

[Instrumental]

[(13. Thirteen Autumns And A Widow (Red October mix)]

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...

[(14. For Those Who Died (Return To The Sabbat Mix)]

"You stand before this court, accused of heresy and witch craft. How do you plead?"

"Not guilty!"

"Guilty!"

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, into the fire Burning, a funeral pyre Burning, into the fire Burning, a funeral pyre

This self-righteous inquisition is a plague upon our land as false as the confessions they force from shattered hands

Burning, into the fire Burning, a funeral pyre Burning, into the fire Burning, 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

Burning, into the fire Burning, a funeral pyre Burning, into the fire Burning, a funeral pyre

[(15. Sodomy And Lust)]

Behind the scenes 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 asks 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 if a thousand deads congealed in gloom Strike hard and deep, to hell with them master Mighty prophet's stature shall surpass the stars The passion is the smell of cremation I spit on your crapulous creed curse them! Sucking your 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

[(16. Twisting Further Nails)]

[Remix]

[(17. Amore E Morte (Lycanthroy Mix)]

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

[(18. Carmilla's Masque)]

[Instrumental]

[(19. Lustmord And Wargasm (The Relicking Of Cadaverous Wounds)]

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

[(20. Dawn Of Eternity)]

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

[(21. Of Dark Blood And Fucking (Stripped To The Bone Mix)]

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 fucking 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

[(22. Danse Macabre)]

[Instrumental]

[(23. Hell Awaits)]

[Slayer Cover]

Existing on damnation's edge The priest had never known To witness such a violent show Of power overthrown Angels fighting aimlessly Still dying by the sword Our legions killing all in sight To get the one called Lord

The Gates of Hell lie waiting as you see There's no price to pay just follow me I can take your lost soul from the grave Jesus knows your soul can not be saved

Crucify the so called Lord He soon shall fall to me Your souls are damned your God has fell To slave for me eternally

Hell awaits...

The Reaper guard's the darkened Gates That Satan calls his home Demons feed the furnace where The Dead are free to roam Lonely children of the night There's seven ways to go Each leading to the burning hole That Lucifer controls

Priests of Hades seek the sacred star Satan sees the answer lies not far Zombies screaming souls cry out to you Satanic laws prevail your life is through

Pray to the moon... when it is round Death with you shall then abound What you seek... for can't be found In sea or sky or underground

Now I have you deep inside my everlasting grasp The seven bloody Gates of Hell Is where you'll live your last

Warriors from Hell's Domain Will bring you to your Death The flames of Hades burning strong Your soul shall never rest

The Gates of Hell lie waiting as you see There's no price to pay just follow me I can take your lost soul from the grave Jesus knows your soul can not be saved

Sacrifice the lives of all I know they Soon shall die Their souls are damned to rot in Hell and keep the fire growing deep inside

Hell awaits...

[(24. Hallowed Be Thy Name)]

[Iron Maiden Cover]

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

Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole The sands of time for me are 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 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 is never an end

As the guards march me out to the courtyard Someone calls 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 And though the end is near I'm not sorry Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away Mark my words please believe my soul lives on Please 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.