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"The Princess Of Darkness" (1999)
1. 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 forest2. Cruelty Brought Thee OrchidsMaleficent in dusky roseGathered satin lapped Her breastsLike blood upon the snowA tourniquet of TopazGlistened at Her throatAwakening, pulled from the tombHer spirit freed eclipsed the moonThat She outshone as a fallen starA regal ornament from a far flung nebularHer likeness hung in the black galleryCommanding uneaseDemanding of Death to breathe....Midst the whirl and daylight faunaOf society at courtElizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought applauseThough Her torchlit shadowThrown upon damp cellar wallsGreeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralledThirteen Winter solstices had shownHer path, that the darkHad marked its dominionSpaying the confessorWhose caresses she'd known,As whipcord in the House of DogHer cold cunt meat on holy boneRaped of faith, She now embracedThe narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's faceWith this disdain, inside these veins(Highborn wanton that She was)She sought to keep what age would claimHer soul was sold and for this tollReeking pyres ever smoulderedOn the whims of one so in controlElizabeth, mysterious.Cruelty brought thee orchidsFrom the bowels of the abyssOnce upon atrocity when midwitches stifled criesAnd carved abortive runes in reddened wombsExhumed by scrying eyesMadness came uponHer like an amourous lover's seedLifesblood splashed upon Her skinIn gouts torture unleashedAnd to Her dead reflectionTwas as if Her pallor gleamedLike an angel's warmed by candlesWhere erotic stains had cleavedSo demons dragged this libertineLusts screaming for releaseUpon the flesh of maidens preenedAs canvas for capriceExacting obeisanceHer gaze held a seanceOf spirits too trapped under glass to communeA sleeter mistress than LunaWhose threats to consume HerMet with torments giving vent to Her swoonFlat on Her backPack-prey for the reamsOf verses and cursesThat haunted Her dreamsMidnightmare chimedThirteen in Her mindA disciple of scarsBranded years hissed behindRidden split-thighedBy the Father of liesAn ovation of wolvesBlushed the skies as they writhedBut Heaven is never foreverShe came, a spent stormFrom the clouds...Leaving serpents in officeInside every gateTo lick righteous holesBlinding Lords to the fateOf virgins forced nakedTo defile on rent kneesHacked and racked backwardsMenses choking their pleas"More. Whore. More.Twitching make me wet with theeCarcass rub me raw"3. From The Cradle To EnslaveTwo thousand fattened years like maniacsHave despoiled our common graveNow what necrophagous Second Coming backsFrom the cradle to enslave?Sickle constellationsStud the velts that welt the skuWhilst the Bitter winter moonProwls the clouds, dead,eyedLike shifting parent fleshUnder silk matricide...Watchful as she was upon EdenWhere every rose arbour and orchard she swepthid the hissing of a serpent LibidoIn an ancient tryst with catastropheSoon to be keptHear that hissing now on the breezeAs through the plundered groves of the carnal gardenA fres horror blowsBut ten billion soulsAre blind to see the rotting wood for the treesThis is the theme to a better ArmageddonNightchords rake the heavensPandaemonaeonAnd what use are prayers to that ?god??As devils bay concenus for the space to pissOn your smouldering faithAnd the the mouldering faceOf this world long a paradise lostThis is the end of everythingHear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bringDance macabre ?neath the tilt of the zodiacNow brighter stars shall reflect on our fateWhat sick activities will be freed when those lights burn black?The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...I see the serpentine in your eyesThe nature of the beast as revelations arriveOur screams shall trail to AngelsFor those damned in flames repayAll sinners lose their lot on Judgement DayWe should have cut our losses as at CalvaryBut our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain beliefSalvation, like a promised nationGleamed a claim away...This is the end of everything you have ever knownBuried like vanquished reasonDeath in seasonDriven like the drifting snowPeace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising warOn our knees or another fucker?s shoreHeiling new fleshRead, then roaredTo a crooked cross and a Holy CauseWhat else be whipped to frenzy for?This is the end of everythingRear the tragediesThat the Seraphim shall singOld adversariesNext of EveNow they?re clawing backI smell their cummingAs through webbed panes of meatLed by hoary DeathThey never leftDreaming sodomiesTo impress on human failureWhen we?ve bled upon our kneesTablatures of gravel lawShall see Gehennag pavedWhen empires fallAnd nightmares crawlFrom the cradle to enslave...This is the end of everything4. 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....5. 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 thee6. 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....7. 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 forest8. Malice Through The Looking GlassTake away the wineFor restlessness plagues me....I am assailed by a spectre profounderThan hatred and grief or the sum of their hideous crimeI shalt suffer this confessional mimeAwaiting the sun to set, crimsoning seasOnly once it is dark doth my misery ceaseShe died to a sky dressed in flameEyes full of curses for her killers by choiceWho 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....9. Haunted ShoresHerodias and I have led a phantom cavalcadeThrough veiled and pagan history where superstitions reignedAnd Christendom sought to pervert, but poets of my nameSang of penumbral victories that sorcery had claimedThe Graal and mighty Caliburn as votive offeringsTo an England rearisen under vast majestic wingsThese are the shores whereto my soulBlood drenched and unredeemedShalt seek solace in secrets toldThrough the whispers of a dreamFrom the woods Pendragon-born, I rose ArcturiusA proud, audacious King mantled in thevehemence of lustDeath and destiny undaunted me, I drew a throne dividedIn awe of the glorious battles won, my dark Goddess providedThen treachery, a wingless beast, came crawling to my courtAnd now I lie at cursed Camlann, from wounds a traitor wroughtI fear the Augean lightis sweeping through CamelotHow bittersweet my triumphs seem,now Autumnal leaves succumb to frostMorganna art thou near me?Languid, I wend my path to graveCast my sword to the sulphyd graspOf the naiad neath the silvered lakeWhen waters stirred lay silentMistress let the mists descendThy tears cannot thaw Death's cold heartHis sombre gaze defies legendMore so than thine, else thy dew-lidded eyesArt for the Banshees songOr our souls entwined like vein uponThe haunted shores of AvalonThe haunted shores of AvalonBury me in velvet dreamLest I unduly wakeAnd seek to reconcile my thirstWith the cowardly tailors of my fateUnleash mastiffs of snarling nightTo overthrow, plague and burnAs slumber lures me 'mongst the deadTo scheme of my returnArchaic ghostly echoes breathe like thunder of the stormA tempest fools miscall divine as they crouch awaiting dawnTheir ignorance has forged for me overcenturies a swordBurnished to flash like lightning on the precipice of warThe wolves are dead in Albion whilst thepassive flocks roam freeThis my penetrant spearhead shalt pierce these foul,trespassing breeds10. 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 jaw11. 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....12. 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 thee13. 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 forest
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