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"Live In Berlin '95" (1995)
1. Of Mist And Midnight SkiesWe, the nocturnal fewbound by other lawsto the service of the enemies of godare silent and hiddenyet our exquisite fire burns onpoised to engulf...Tie a man to his godhe may not walk for fearof falling foul to temptationwhere once faith stood her groundRenounce the guilt, ignite the flamecast the fetid virgin back from where she camedrink deep of the promise in my eyes...of mist and midnight skiesI drown in fathomless dreamsand in the reeking mire of virtue screamI yearn to sell my very soul(And you shallfor none so dark & sinisterwill arise to embrace the Arts)Do What Thou Wiltuntil the stones in my heart stand stillregardless of the cost to your repugnant godThe last May frost may blight the cropsand will never be ascribed to be heavenly dogor nature, but infernal tasks..."By your cursings and imprecationsyou wrong both Man & beastby whatever whim you serveof the Devil your leige"Tie belief to the trinity, and seven wayswill be wrought to condemn theeconspiring to cull the pagan waysTwist back their lies, personify their needsthe war begins by Satanic decreeif Evil we be, we will our lives...To mist and midnight skies(I will avenge the deaths of a thousand burning children)Be bound to a covenant with us in our hellish leagueand bring the host of the nazarene to their kneesbreath the life of an entity never-borndarkness now descend in raven formthe words, the burning rasp, vibrate the cosmic threadArcturus is risen Queen, hold forth the severed head to meI pour my lovelorn kisses at your feetraper of all my worldly enemiesLycanthropy, please poison mesend acausal instincts crawling my braintake me, Mistress, until perversion is fedDark Magick pleasures weaved under the jewelled moon-headthe cross-stick will fade when the usurper hangsfor now we congregate where once my angel sangThat night they came and took her away from meI lost the woman I loved and I learned how to curseand to spit in the face of their... "god"We will ride againin the midnight skies2. A Dream Of Wolves In The SnowMay dreams be brought that I might reach...the gentle strains of midnight speechand frozen stars that gild the forest floorThrough the swirling snowVolkh's children cometo run with me, to hunt as oneto snatch the lambs of christfrom where they fall...3. Summer Dying FastThrough acrid clouds of summer fliesthe garden swells with a thousand more wiseForever flung to celestial dreamsclawing at the grave of the dead nazareneI watch the storm approachingthe darkness calls my namethe trees are growing restlessthey feel the season changetheir fruit has putrifiedforbidden once and bound to diethe thread of life lies severedon the brink of paradiseGrinning winds of hate unfurleddash towers tall that grip the suntalons stretch her veilreclamation, our time has come...Autumn spreads its golden wingsand lays the path for those unseena tangled web of evil spun at last...Winter spawn from barren thighsto readdress, to slay the blindand throw the reins untethered to the skiesThey pray to the full moon risingDiana moving with such infinite gracewrapped alone in a blanket of nightfallhow many secrets can they read by your face?Will they know of majestyof beauty held in dream-dead sleepand scarlet seas that bleed the frozen shores?Will their "god" of bridled loveassuage our rule from planes aboveor shrink in fear from Chaos roused for war?WAR!Wrest askew the nailsthat have held you, lurking deepSeptember prayers are waningburn the shrines of fettered sheepSpearhead the insurrectionof a world that seeks no end"We are what we are, what we shall be, again..."Appear; draped in terrorto the comfort of your kinStain the milky sunset redand let the other in...Summer's dying...4. Nocturnal SupremacyWeak midnight promises of loveWere wept upon Her graveAnd shunned by stars aboveIn mortal life lurks my dismayAn Angel stole my heartand Death took Her awayShe sleeps beyond the grace of godA dreaming beautyIf wishes could only fray that bondThe dead would sing for me...Twelth moon arose with ghostly voiceA poet's serenadeHer name a whisper 'pon my lipsAnd lo, Rorasa cameFear me not my grieving KingFunereal in breathThe secrets of the dark I knowAnd thus, we shall cheat Death"My promises wrought though despondence that nightHave delivered me gifts from the graveRorasa enshadowed and eternal lifeNever a Devil so vainThe Angel is fallen, for I thought her lostAnd no heaven would silence the painTeach me these secrets, the sensual frostDesire for warm blood againPrincess lay down thy florid cheekIn drunken splendourTonight rare regal fate has castThe wolves among the sheepDark nature clasp my soulAround Her throat mine arms enfoldTo sleep, perchance to dreamAnd then...To dusk and flesh ascendThe Sun descends, magenta spirits fill the skiesand wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide>From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shoreThrough the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and angels warAs phantoms we have fled the basilisk of dayTo rise as phoenix taloned, nightly taking preyWe rule like the red and risen moon upon the seaThe stars of judgement silent, for we share joyousEternityDamnationSalvationStigmata plagueThe wine of Bacchus flowsListen to the thunder rageDeceivers dragged before their crossI am He that vanquished DeathAnd bore the sting of lossWhat vulgar christ will unprise my grasp?His temple, ruined, burnsAnd sweet Rorasa laughsI am enamoured and imparadisedTo catch the fires dancing profanely in her eyes"I will crush them allIf this holds thy delight"Rather dead forever than to lose herNymph-lascivious Aphrodite5. The Black Goddess RisesThee I invoke, bornless oneall woman, pure predatorwherein conspiracy and impulse dwelllike a seething fall from graceThee I worship...Thou art darkest Gabrielleno church shall bar our pathseductive Evil drink your fillof the bleeding christ in your armsYou are in my dreamsthe darkness in my eyesthe rapture in my screamsBlack Goddess ariseNothing will keep us apartwe could kill them allif our desire tore freeOur union is one, sweet, sinful EveAnd the night draws in beside heras we embrace the dark side by sideI pour my soul to those eyes full of fireto harvest the seed ploughed inside herArchangel, snare the fleshsuck dry the ebbing woundleave them lifeless and brokenmy beloved...Oh, how I craved for youYou so pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winteram I to bleed myself dry to see your delight?And the fear retreats forever(come to me...Black Goddess arise)when my secrets are buried in thine(come to me...Black Goddess arise)under seven stars we came together(come to me...Black Goddess arise)to plot the new age's decline(come to me...ARISE!)Ishtar my Queencome forth to meand help me seizemy future from the House of DeathThat in the release of immortalityI should slay their fucking nazareneAh...the lies...the jew...I kill for youHidden lusts will break the gates and swarmas love secretes the thrill for warthe virgin raped shall seek to whoreShe-wolf bare your snarling jaw6. Graveyard By Moonlight7. The Principle Of Evil Made FleshFrom the primeval masslet precious chaos ventSacred flesh drenched in fornicationbeloved of Setmay the winds gather her togetherfrom the secrets of menafter thousands of years of terrifying silenceshe comes again(All Destroyer)The abolition of the yeshua begins...Shattered are the icons of the worthlessthe Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie bornscattered are the wings of the virulent holyleave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogsWorld without endcherish the lissome wants of pernicious evildusk in her eyestorn bloody weeping skiesdarkness will hasten to devourand the weak will flee or dieSie sind es die sichanderlieb festhaltenfuer immer betend auf knienvor der (finisteren) goettenI slay the lamb in the fervour of thineAbandonment unto Our LadyWith a quenchless thirst for the infiniteFor Her that exists beyond all knowledgeStorming from tired centuriesUnder the glare of a waxing death-moonTerrible beauty of love severedRip the baby from the virginal wombThe blood of JesusIs the wine of the deadAnd the drunken angelsBleed with incestThe Liliot suckle on Her fruitful breastsAnd yield the swords that sever and stainThere will be no act or passion wroughtThat shall not be attributed to Her namesTo the name of Baphomet:Artemis, Bastet, AstarteI yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising8. The Forest Whispers My NameBlack candles dance to an overturebut I am drawn past their flickering lureto the breathing forest that surrounds the roomwhere the vigilant trees push out of the wombI sip the blood-red winemy thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of timefrom knowledge drunk from the fountain of lifefrom Chaos born out of love and the scythethe forest beckons with her nocturnal callto pull me close amid the baying of wolveswhere the bindings of christ are down-trodden with scornin the dark, odiferous earthWe embrace like two lovers at deatha monument to the trapping of breathas restriction is bled from the veins of my neckto drop roses on my marbled breastI lust for the wind and the flurry of leavesand the perfume of flesh on the murderous breezeto learn from the dark and the voices betweenThis is my will...The forest whispers my name...again and againI walk the pathto the land of the Dark ImmortalsWhere the hungry ones will carry my soulas the wild hunt careers through the boughsCome to me, my Pale EnchantressIn the moon of the woods we kissArtemis be near mein the arms of the ancient oakwhere daylight hangs by a lunar nooseand the horned, hidden one is re-invokedThe principle of Evilevolution has been recalledBeneath the spread of a Magickal AeonI stand enthralled...In the whispering forest9. A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil's Whore)Evening minuetto in a castle by the seaA jewel more radiant than the moonLowered Her mask to meThe sublimest creature the Gods, full of fireWould marvel at making their QueenInfusing the air with Her fragrant desireAnd my heart reeled with grave poetry....From grace I fell in love with HerScent and feline lureAnd jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest"Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn nightShe lulled me away from the rich masqueradeAnd together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight"Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?Her icy kiss fervoured my neckLike whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beachIn a whirl of sweet voices and statuesThat phantomed the dying treesThis debauched seductress in black, took me....In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia rebornI tore free of my sleep - sepulchreOn the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlornLamented the spectre of HerBewildered and weak, yet with passion repleteI hungered for past overturesThe curse of unrest and her ardent caressCame much more than my soul could endure....I, at once endeavoured to see Her againStirring from midnight's inertiaKnowing not even her nameOn a thin precipice over carnal abyssI danced like a blind acolyteDrunk on red wine, her dead lips on mineSuffused with the perfume of nightFor hours I scoured the surrounding groundsIn vain that we might meetWhen storm clouds broke, ashened, fatiguedI sought refuge in a cemetertySleep, usher dreamsTaint to nightmares from a sunless netherMistress of the darkI now know what thou artScreams haunt my sleepDragged from nightmares thou hast wed togetherLamia and LemuresSpawned thee lecheTo snare my fleshPortrait of the Dead CountessDeep stained pain that I had dreamtFlaunted demise, life's punishmentLeaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb....But poised nectar within my stirsUp feverous desire and morbid purpose to searchThrough cobwebbed drapery to where she swoonsGoddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moonIn flawless fatal beauty her very visage compelsGlimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fellTo mourning the loss of god in blackest velvetEnrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette"Fleeting, enshadowedThou art privy to my sinSecrets dead, wouldst thou inflictThe cruel daylights upon my skin?Dost thou not want to worship meWith crimson sacrificeSo my cunt may twitch against thy kissAnd weep with new-found life?"Red roses for the Devil's whore....Dark angels taste my tearsAnd whisper haunting requiemsSoftly to mine earNeed-fires have lured abominations here....Nocturnal pulseMy veins spill forth their watersRent by lips I cherish mostAwash on her perfidious shoresWhere drowning umbra o'er the starsEbon's graves where lovers whoreLike seraphim and Nahemah"Nahemah"Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attestBlind reason against thee, EnchantressFor I must know, art thou not death?My heart echoes bloodless and incensed....Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelryDid not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me?On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled companyAs the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leavesUNder horned Diana where her bloodline was sewnIn a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stoneI am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvetEnrobed in Death's shadow like a swiftersilhouette....10. To Eve The Art Of WitchcraftCrawl in awful stealth to meForever a voyeur I've beenNocturnal Goddess of the MoonSo she comes, unseenThus (Uzza and Azel) speakThe burning seed, is thrust in Eveand yearning keeps me, captive of desireMake me as a flower that growsforever in your thronethat I might pollinate the worldwith darkness as your ownEmbrace me in spellbinding eyesthe fire of life that never diestear deeper through my paper woundsand never leave insideLove shall consume and bathe the Ladywhom I worship and ride thereforeShe will greet me as a serpentin her dark, secret Edenand I will always wantfor her witchcraft isDesire... (Desire...)My soul is poisoned from within...I crawl with languid guilt to theeforever flushed in sinLamia, latria I givemy soul is poisoned from withinWisdom breeds, fecundityand her cunt she feeds, to fulfill her desireTo Eve I cum...Sevenfold my passion wroughtTo ransack Eden, and to taste the whoreI cling beyond her sabled courtShe is a gateway, to that darkness lost(Now dream...)Oh, the fevered need for Herwhen greed and lust are sharpened in that one desirethat all-consuming fireReveal to me your mysteries, Witchthe tree is plundered but I have the seeto be sown in thee11. Dusk And Her EmbraceWhen the sun has wept upon the waveless lakeAnd the mists steal in with easeCovened wolves are their eerie dissonant napesIn adoration of the moon and thee"They call as I to thee...."And I will come, as if in dreamMy languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian QueenOf vengeful, ancient breedGilded with the pelts of many enemiesErishkigal, raven-hairedThy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despairI can taste thy scent by candlelightLegs of porcelain traced and laced to their lairAppease the beast on spattered sheetsDyed unearthly red as sobriety weepsNocternity....She shall come for meA black velvet painting sprung to elegant lifeLike a poignant Madonna perverted to nightAnd I have ridden from the westerning lightTo expend my lustTear away the funereal dressKnow that I will escape from my deathSurrendered to the splendour of her sharpened caressLo! The pale moonlightWeaves a poetic spell of vital death and declineOf mist and moth and the hunger insideKisses took to fever and the fever, demise"Through twilight, darkness and moonriseMy scarlet tears will runAs stolen blood and whispered loveOf fantasies undone"Countess swathed in ebonyAnd snow-white balletic graceRouge-filmed lips procure the wishFor lust and her disgraceDusk and her embraceWe shall flit through the shadowsLike a dream of (were)wolves in the snowUnder deadly nightshadeStill warmed with the kill's afterglowBeneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me(Beneath the stars taste the death in me)Bequeath to me thy fiery kissTo sever thin mortalityElizabethMy heart is thineThy fragrant words Warm within like wine...."Let me come to thee"With eyes like AsphodelMoon-glancing, loose desires freeTo writhe under my spell"Ereshkigal, raven-hairedThy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despairI know thy scent by candlelightImmortal flesh I yearn to shareAppease the beast on spattered sheetsDyed malefic red as sobriety weepsNocternityShe shall come for me....Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubusHow the full embosomed fogImparts the night to us....
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