Pour the emerald wine Into crystal glasses We will touch the divine Through kisses catharsis
Let us pitch to the seven-year itch Of the ultra-decadent To a tainted world and the painted girls That our fantasies spent
Tripping through boudoirs laced with opiate themes Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams A toast to those most sacrilegious of days Where for every whim won One soon repays
We touched the stars That now laugh from afar At we, the damned The damned The damned The damned
We have spent our time Drenched in opulent splendour But when midnight chimes Will gilded souls surrender?
Let us drink on the giddying brink Of pools of excrement All manner of shit for the glamour and glitz Mephistopheles lent
I remember the night as if it were engraved A bright marble bridge stretched across the dark waves To the shore from the moon and by her grace Came that erudite stranger That fucker
He was a predator, creditor cold Our blood was shone on the yellowing scroll And all that glittered was not gold But we wanted everything And for it all lost our souls
Come my friend, to fate let’s raise Two finger shots at this our last soiree For tomorrow I fear Swoops all too deadly near This precipitous weir to Hell’s high gate
We touched the stars That now laugh from afar At we, the damned The damned The damned The damned
He was a predator, creditor cold Our blood was shoved on the yellowing scroll And all that glittered was not gold But we wanted everything And for it all lost our souls
As pride precedes a downfall So he took his place before the firewall Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung
Between forgiveness and the damage done
An electric scent over drear decay Lent a violent surge to their serenades... Through white glades as his winged parade Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors
Within vast skies unversed in starkness His might grew And blew light hues to grey... And worse, a third of stars to darkness
Then thunder seethed And wreathed in thickening night A line was drawn midst wrong and right And across the throats of thieves
As love fell choked, the tempest broke From heaven′s farthest shore Descending to eclipse all hope Repentance might stay holy war
He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind Enraged, he raved in balrog howls Upon a storm firstborn of sin
Incensed anew, rebellions tore Like frenzied beasts of prey Through temple doors... Thrown east before the midnight masses
And where once bliss reigned so serene In sweeter glades Now veins ran openly... Like eyes that shied from kindred ashes
When suddenly There shone a hideous light And a voice like three insanities Soared up in thistled speech...
"thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none And for this grave mistake How thou art fallen morning sun The proud will be abased"
He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind And lo, the wrath of god swept down...
"thou art no more an angel filled With light, but a leech to be abhorred And thou shalt suffer my burning will"... Quoth this raven:"nevermore"
Never fucking more
And with these words like heavy stone Cast against that gilded throne With many legions still in tow He turned his wings to flee His eyes a picture of distaste Drawn to tears and in their place The dawn of time and fates to face Through all eternity...
I wept for him a deep red river That ran like blood through scarred ravines To sluice away the guilt that slithered Like a serpent tongue to eve For once as i, in heaven climbed Too high for truth to truly see My sunken mind, drunken and blind Saw the lie; that fool was me...
Alone and cold, face to the crack Beyond dark gates with no way back His crown of gold faded to black Like a bruise upon the heart that lingers
With thrill kill culture shock wave lenghts Of rope to hang high Ten commandments by... Snaked about his uprised fingers
Black candles dance to an overture But I am drawn past their flickering lure To the breathing forest that surrounds the room Where the vigilant trees push out of the womb
I sip the blood-red wine My thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time From knowledge drunk from the fountain of life From Chaos born out of love and the scythe The forest beckons with her nocturnal call To pull me close amid the baying of wolves Where the bindings of Christ are down-trodden with scorn In the dark, odiferous earth
We embrace like two lovers at death A monument to the trapping of breath As restriction is bled from the veins of my neck To drop roses on my marbled breast I lust for the wind and the flurry of leaves And the perfume of flesh on the murderous breeze To learn from the dark and the voices between
This is my will...
The forest whispers my name... again and again
When the moon is full We shall assemble to adore The potent spirit of your Queen, My mother great Diana. She who fain would learn all sorcery Yet has not won its deepest secrets, Then my mother will Teach her, in truth All things as yet unknown
I walk the path To the land of the Dark Immortals Where the hungry ones will carry my soul As the wild hunt careers through the boughs
Come to me, my Pale Enchantress In the moon of the woods we kiss
Artemis be near me In the arms of the ancient oak Where daylight hangs by a lunar noose And the horned, hidden one is re-invoked
The principle of Evil Evolution has been recalled Beneath the spread of a Magickal Aeon I stand enthralled ...In the whispering forest
"Pale, beyond porch and portal, Crowned with leaves, she stands, Who gathers all things mortal, With cold immortal hands, Her languid lips are sweeter, Than love′s who fears to greet her, To men that mix and meet her, From many times and lands."
Howitzer glare and spitfire blade Wooed by Dresden serenades Her soundtrack now a bombing raid Bored of vaudeville
God was six days sober On the night that she was born To the glistening star of a bible class An icon now in religious porn She was Alice through the glory hole An ejaculate misconception Disney-esque, the high priestess Of greed and deepest dark deception
All best to bury whims For Miss Libertina Grimm
She, that little red riding crop Brer Werewold at her stocking tops Beneath the tightened leather strop Of the basque of the houndervilles
At the stroke of midnight come She polished verse and hearses In a poisonous pen dipped in omen To her surgeon full of general curses In the hand of morgue redeemers Though the dead always pleased her more Squatting in their coffins Flirting curtsies to the thirteenth floor
Tip your hats For sweet Libertina Grimm
Fantasy and candy stores Snow white and the seven straws Smoke and mirrors on all fours′′′ Libertina Grimm
Her brothers grim, her sisters through The final dance will be the cue She amputates to fit the shoe Libertina Grimm
Libertina Grimm
Mystery kindled in a blackened room Nine candles lit to improve the gloom She sees the dark as she feels womb Full of hidden secrets They haunt her heart, those precious few Those Count Lestats and Betty Blues Those tortured souls just like me and you Full of hidden secrets
No, don′t go Don′t you leave me So alone Libertina No, don′t you go Don′t you leave me here So alone Where the dead are free to roam
here sat babylon fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong where the decadent tastes of hell grew strong like a curse upon this tragic kingdom
Dusk descended like a final curtain On this stage only death was certain Singing through the turrets Like a velvet serenade
Played near a grave
Sentries and gentry, afforded the bloom Of a red setting sun and a bloodletting moon Applauded, then accorded them Portents of doom
Almost too soon...
They pissed upon the winds That rocked the cradles Laughing over the hovels grovelling to wolves
They kissed and sinned Under overstocked tables As the world outside grew sodden and mauled
here sat babylon fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong where the decadent tastes of hell grew strong like a curse upon this tragic kingdom
Gilles sat sipping damson absinthe From a goblet made of bone As lightning ripped and danced upon The flagstones Wayward fantasies marched on home
Now the treetops bowed to whisper In a thin Disney veneer They knew the howls so exquisitely honed Were those of children disappeared
They′d listened to the winds Heard the murdererd Abel Re-christened in the stone jaws of Tiffauges
Where the list of sins Grew beyond fable They now roared abroad, restless with debauch
Restless with debauch This tragic kingdom Would see Gods angels walk Away
Satanic, enigmatic His black magic was ecstatic Megalomanic in titanic displays Dressed in the best Wicked britches of the West He cut a mourning figure in a glorious swathe
But all his nightmares would come true Drowning in a stream of unbounded pleasure
Here sat Babylon Fattened by the purses of the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of Hell grew strong Like a curse upon This tragic kingdom
A curse upon This tragic kingdom
The moon bleared through the skeletal trees Averting her face from congenital deeds
Thus eves grew murky, haunted, grieved About this place laced with demon seed
Blanchet, a priest, his book of lies Exonerated him from Giles crimes Announced his fears, one night of sighs A night for cursing nursery rhymes In the light of fire wrestling feckless shadows
(the tracks get blacker for this tragic kingdom)
Gilles frightening wealth, his tightening grip On the weak and the rubies that his coffers let slip Steered to near runin in succesive years Of the most of excess and the best of it here In the light of the fire wrestling reckless shadows
Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A "V" of black swans On with hope to the grave And though Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain.... So I swore to the razor That never, enchained Would your dark nails of faith Be pushed through my veins again
Bared on your tomb I′m a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key...
Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discoulours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter... Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, this vampyric addiction To Her alone in full submission None better
Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl. Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine My Nymphetamine girl.
Wracked with your charm I′m circled like prey Back in the forest Were whispers persuade More sugar trails More white lady laid Than pillars of salt... (Keeping Sodom at at bay)
Fold to my arms Hold their mesmeric away And dance out to the moon As we did in those golden days
Christening stars I remember the way We were needle and spoon Mislaid in the burning hay
Bared on your tomb I′m a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the bind of your holiness I could always find the right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discoulours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter... Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, this vampyric addiction To Her alone in full submission None better... Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine... Nymphetamine girl. Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine... My Nymphetamine girl.