She will wring from you
All the secrets you keep locked
Away in sadness
And she will play
Where dark pathways of the mind
Stumble blindly into madness
Her eyes are filled with the weight of mountains
Desire spurting from her sacred fountains
Red hot is her inclination
I beg incineration
She came walking from the flame
Burning with dark inspiration
She is a fire
She is a fire
As far as Venus goes
She twists the bind between
The marble and the sculptor
Slight of waist, sleight of mind, fates refined
Spells to shelter her from vultures
A furnace heat of needs surmounting
She melts my beaten heartbeat down and counting
Red hot is her inclination
I beg incineration
She came dancing from the flame
Burning with dark inspiration
She is a fire
Weaponized (galvanized)
Even in mortal guise
Death would tremble just to take her
Like a calm sea 'neath which
The kraken unfurls its deafening limbs
She, she's a smoldering psalm
Poised to make good on ignitable sins
Poised to make good on her delightful sins
Red hot is her inclination
I beg incineration
She came walking from the flame
Burning with dark inspiration
She is a fire
Red hot is her inclination
I beg incineration
She came dancing from the flame
Burning with dark inspiration
She is a fire
				

Rise, ablaze, libidinous
Devildom voyeurs
Ascend to smother the light
Nascent aeons confer...

Chaos is spat
From the black eternal sea
Serrated mountains of black shadows
Carving towards misdeed

Stormchoirs gather
A pestilential hiss
Sunset evoke Luciferian fire
The skies are ruptured like a knife orifice
Supernal vestment hang tattered
Cathedral shriek to pulpit oratory
Invasions scale Babel ivory towers
Poised to sodomise a world upon it's knees

(Victory spent
Breath deep benighted scent)

We are as flame born into the darkness
Desires burning in a palatial glades
And virtue once alouf, now worming beneath us
Shalt see their children, pleasuring as slaves...

Attack !

Wreak atrocities on htose we have despised
Judgement be riven, from the skies
Darkness empower let us master prophecy
Fulfilling destiny - the promised fever

Bedizens eyes paralysed with blasphemy
Writing in flesh across the howling ether

Artemis
Spread his bliss of the Lupercalia

With stars erased, throw wide the gates
The infidel soon masked her face
Neath silken shroud she waxes horn
Sharpened to skewer dawn...

I am as a plague, born to the priestess
The secret amour of her archangelic rape
Jaded-eyed when my lovers, possessed
Screamed out their agonies, upon the stake

"The most August sorcerers of Hades
Darkly seized for me a throne
And the upraised scythe so terribly scribed
Vengeance in Jesuit blood on stone

From this ransacked celestial temple
I hold the prophet's severed head unto all nations"

Tremble before us
Lords of the star-veiled red sepulchres
Rushing deathwards, our Tatarian fires
Kindle pandemonia to furnace the earth

"Our voices are opened graves
Through which the never dead escape"

From dank, abyssic dream
Pursuing ascendancy...

Tjhe enemy has held three seasons
Imparadised, whilst we writhed
To psycho-dramas penned by aerial decree
Now freed to plunder...
Heaven torn asunder
				

I wish upon a star
And think of all the things
I should have asked
Instead, I let the moment pass
And now I'm bleeding
On her faded photographs

Tears
So hard to swallow
Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I could have followed
My inamorata to the grave

Uncertain words my heart denied
Now seem so trivial
I lost all the night she died

Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice

I remember then
When the Autumn moon
Would turn us back again
We'd laugh and bask
Amidst the underworld of men
Both citing Baudelaire
As our immortal saviour

Tears
So hard to swallow
Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I could have followed
My inamorata to the grave

Words are so benumbing
In my head, I hear the drumming
Summoning, the dead are coming
From fetid crypts my lips create

Now grave powers start to rise
Deflowerers shall suffer
Those witness to your sacrifice

Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice

I think upon our time
Those golden summers
Of love echo so sublime
As do winters drinking
Too much festive wine
Now the seasons shift
Neath a creeping mist of horror

Malefic entities
I call upon thee
Vibrating cosmic threads
With shredded flesh
Manifest destinies
For those opposing me
Everyone is killable
Some just choose a vulgar death

ow we will see
What terrors shall be
The dark crimson sea
Drags the sun to oblivion

Faced demons
Arousing fire with tongues
Laced with vicious memories
Spatter twisted trees

Rape is returned a thousandfold
In the garden of unearthly delights

Only when their minds lie in ruin
Will I then hand them the knife

Towers fall like broken skies
Crashing through to Hell
Where amid the debris, angels writhe

Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice

Death left me hopelessly blinded
Resigned to the wrongs of his design
I will never be alright
Never be alright
Never see the light
That shone in the heart of heaven
				

Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum

All Saints Day, the taint of rain
Blood and mud and thunder all the same
To those who close their ranks to Gille's men

Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille
Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside
Brittle angels out to pasture once again

Torture garden rules of thumb apply
To sacred flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic this erotica
Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur

So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
That the superstitions grew
Wise to the wolves that surprised their children
Gagged in sacks and dragged back to

Tiffauges
It's roads now home to a beautiful stranger
Lifting her veil
Spinning her lies
Tender eyes, never-ending danger

It grows
A rose that chose death for it's bedmuck
Prickles in wait
Thanking her spies
Trickling thighs her only hiccup

And though she walks the forest trails
She's far from innocent or frail
She leads them down the path where darkness dwells

That night is rife with celebration
The tower sings
Where so much foul illumination
Strikes a lighthouse for the things
That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram
Mid sour dreams
A beauty pageant for the gathering damned
Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams

Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum

Torture garden rules of thumb apply
To sacred flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic this erotica
Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur

So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
In this castle of loup-garou
When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on
A parcel of victims now tied to

Tiffauges
Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic
Cherubim forced
Naked and blind
A holocaust mind designed their exit

A libertine so grim
Sometimes tore them limb from limb
Slitting their throats
Pissing on graves
Jesus saved but the devil made him

Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum
				

Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A V of black swans
On with hope to the grave
All through 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 am 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
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a 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 am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt
(Keeping Sodom at night at bay)

Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance 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 am 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
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl
				

Sibilant and macabre
Walpurgis sauntered in
Skies litten with five-pointed stars
The work of crafts surpassing sin
As She graced Her window ledge
- An orphaned gypsy nymph
This issue of the forest's bed
Skin flushed with sipped absinthe -
Her eyes revealed, as Brocken's peak
Tried once concealing Hell
A snow white line of divine freaks
In riot, where they fell...

The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight
For seven days and seven festival nights
What wicked wonders lie within the confines
Of the panther's den

She watches from a maypole, on the rip of Her tongue
The restless spirit of Christmas to come
A Gretel sick of merely sucking Her thumb
Than gingerbread men

Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial
She was the light of the world going down
War-torn, forlorn and malarial
She was found
Born in a burial gown

Unloosed, the chain of Her god-given cross
Seduced, now pagan ribbons swathe Her repose
In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost

Too many decades misfit and mislaid
In innocence, a tender legend of prey
Parades Her second coming, now they're running afraid

Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial
She was the light of the world going down
War-torn, forlorn and malarial
She was found
Born in a burial gown

Now She moves with a predator's guile
Beyond the fire-lit circle of life
She soothes your cold heart for a while
Then matches its beat, synching in with a knife
She wrestles Her dreams with a delicate case
Espied by Her cross on the wall
And should She awake, through embrace or mistake
She would take Jesus
Bless foot forward and all...

Sibilant and at last
The circus crawled away
With another lover in its arms
Dancing on Her grave...
				

Nights came trailing ghost concertos
Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
Playing torture chamber music allegretto
Conducting over throes trashed to crescendo
 
Skinless the dark shall scream
Hoarse Her symphonies
 
Deathmashed as the moon
That had lifted Her dreams
And frowned on the winding steps down
To where the vulgar strayed,
Taunting sick Her tender prey
She glided in Her bridal gown
 
How sleep the pure
Desire in Violent Overture
 
An emanation of phantom madness
The Countess beheld in shroud
By girls bereft of future vows
Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
Burning like a brand on the countenance of god
A yearning took Her hand to His Seraphim, bound
 
Deep red hissed the cat whips
On the whim of ill-will
Whilst She entranced, nonchalant, abliss
Flayed further songs of overkill
 
How weep the pure
Desire in Violent overture
 
In a crescent-whime cellar of crushed roses
Pooled blood and broken dolls
A torchlit shadow theatre souled
With the echoed cries of lives She stole
 
Killing time
She struck the hours dead
In Her control
Thus menopaused
Her clock of hacked out cunts
Began to toll
 
"Thirteen chimes of ancient strain
 I conjure forth with dirge
 That fills the void with timbred pain
 To fulfil my sexual urge"
 
Frights came wailing from the Darkside
Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
Velvet, their voices coffined Her in slumber
Bespattered and appeased
As pregnant skies outside bore thunder
 
How sleep the pure
Desire in violent overture
 
As when high winds
Attune whipped trees
Her savage nature pitched
Would once again conduct the pleas
Of those She loved to agonies
 
As if it were
The first time every night
That She carved Her seal
In the flesh of life.
				

Snuffed tapers sighed
As Death left impressing
His crest of cold tears on the Countess
 
Benighted like ill-fated Usher
The House of Bathory shrouded
'Neath griefs dark facade
 
If only I could have wept
In mourning by Her side
I would have clasped Her so tight
Like storm-beached Aphrodite
Drowned on Kytherean tides
 
And Kissed Her
For from Her alone
My lips would have known
Enigmas of shadowy vistas
 
Where pleasures took flesh
And pain, remorseless
Came freezing the breath
Of raucous life hushed unto whispers
 
Benighted.
 
Inhaling the pale waning moonlight that crept
Through the crypt of Her Lord who so lucidly slept
 
Benighted.
 
Exhaling the wail of black widowhood's toll
Waxing eternal night entered Her soul

Now haranguing grey skies
With revenge upon life
Gnathic and Sapphic
Needs begged gendercide
 
Delusions of Grandier denounced the revolt
Of descrying cursed glass, disenchanted in vaults
Encircled by glyphs midst Her sin-sistered cult
 
With hangman's abandon She plied spiritworlds
To Archangels in bondage
From light to night hurled
Cast down to the earth where torment would unfurl.......
 
But soon,
Her tarot proved
Hybrid rumours spread like tumours
Would accrue
And blight Her stars
To better bitter truths
Of cold bloodbaths
 
As bodies rose
In rigid droves
To haunt Her from their
Shallow burials imposed
When wolves exhumed
Their carthen wombs
Where heavy frosts had laboured long
To bare their wounds
 
To the depths of Her soul they pursued
Wielding their poison they flew
Like a murder of ravens in fugue
 
And knowing their raptures
Would shatter Her dreams
She clawed blackened books for damnation's reprieve
Baneful cawed canons on amassed enemies
 
So Hallow's Eve
As She received
Like Bellona to the ball
Those enemies
Fell-sisters heaved
Her torturies
Cross stained flagstones
To Her carriage reined to flee
 
But She knew She must brave the night through
Though fear crept a deathshead o'er the moon
Like a murder of ravens in Fugue
 
For each masked, jewelled gaze held dread purpose
Horror froze painted eyes to cold stares
And even Her dance
In the vast mirrors cast
Looked the ill of Her future
If fate feasted there....

In an age crucified by the nails of faith
When rank scarecrows of christ blighted lands
An aloof Countess born an obsidian wraith
Dared the abyss knowing well She was damned
Her life whispered grief like a funeral march
Twisted and yearning, obsessed an entranced
With those succumbing to cruelty
Crushed 'neath the gait of Her dance
A whirlwind of fire that swept through the briers
Of sweet rose Her thickets of black thorn had grasped....
 
She demanded the Heavens and forever to glean
The elixir of Youth from the pure
Whilst Her lesbian fantasies
Reamed to extremes
O'er decades unleashed
Came for blood's silken cure
 
But Her reign ended swiftly
For Dark Gods dreamt too deep
To heed Her pleas
 
When Her gaolers were assailed
With condemnations from a priest
Who'd stammered rites
In the dead of night
For maidens staining winding sheets
 
And She postured proud
When Her crimes were trowelled
And jezebelled to peasant lips
Though She smelt the fires
That licked limbs higher
To the tortured cunts of accomplices
 
So ends this twisted fable's worth
And though spared the pyre's bite
By dint of nobled bloodlined birth
Her sins [crimes] garnered Her no respite
 
Forever severed from the thrill of coming night
Where slow Death alone could grant Her flight
 
"The Spirits have all but fled judgement
 I rot, alone, insane,
 Where the forest whispers puce laments for me
 From amidst the pine and wreathed wolfsbane
 Beyond these walls, wherein condemned
 To the gloom of an austere tomb
 I pace with feral madness sent
 Through the pale beams of a guiltless moon
 Who, bereft of necrologies, thus
 Commands creation over the earth
 Whilst I resign my lips to death
 A slow cold kiss that chides rebirth
 Though one last wish is bequathed by fate
 My beauty shalt wilt, unseen
 Save for twin black eyes that shalt come to take
 My soul to peace or Hell for company"
 
My soul to Hell for company
				

Where will you be when they tense for warfare?
What will you see with your innocence there?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when they tense for warfare?

Where will you be when God is glorifying?
There we will be between the dead and dying
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when God is glorifying?

Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain
For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns
Devoted to the votive, holy standard above
'By command of the king of Heaven'
Came the death of love

Where will you be when they're vilifying?
How will they see when the truth is blinding?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when they're vilifying?

Where will you be when the dark is rising?
How will you keep from it's terrorizing?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when the dark is rising?

Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom
On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound

But visions and ambition
Never listened to submission
And she was on a mission from the highest above
To Lord upon the slaughter
Like a sword through hissing water
She arose where archers sought her
For the death of love

The righteous death of love

Gilles adored her drama
Her suit of pure white armour
Blazed against the English in a torrent of light

And as they rallied onto night
A cancer fled his soul
Dissolving...

Framed amid the thick of fire
Aflame, a Valkyrie
She made him click without desire
And in his eyes she swam a Goddess

And even when they caught her breath
Her words would leave a scar
'For only in the grip of darkness
Will we shine amidst the brightest stars'

How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?
How will you know if the sky is burning?
Where will you be my darling?
How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?

Where will you be when Babel builds my fire?
Will you not flee and label me pariah?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when they light my pyre?

Aligned with Joan in all
That was enthroned and divine
He swore to score the crimes
Jackdaws poured on this dove
Crimes he knew alone
Derived from minds of the blind
The church unfurled for murder perched
Upon the death of love

Framed amid the thick of fire
Aflame, a Valkyrie
She claimed the skies were lit with spires
And in his eyes she swam a Goddess

And even when she fought for breath
Her words would leave a scar
'For only in the grip of darkness
Will we shine amidst the brightest stars'
				

Light the torch, cite debauch
Excite the tortured heart
The forest whispers
Graves undulate and part
Let's get this ritual started
Under dark aligning stars

Devouring fruits of fallen man
Grown delicious in their degradation
Blackened towers root a poisoned land
Consumption reeking
Corruption seeking deep gestation

Demon Prince
I see the pride that swallows
Even since
The tide disaster follows
Turned to the calling of your fall from Heaven

Endeavours burnt
Cast down to earth
You never learnt
Lasting grace in any worth
Still yielding not in this vocation

Wake the night, its delight
Forsakes the rites of dawn
The fire beckons
An inferno poised to swarm
This might be the pit God shits in
But it hides a biding storm

Best to reign in Hell than serve a slave
To lofty indecisions taken
On one's behalf hunger nerve the brave
To seek exemption
To see freewill awaken

Demon Prince
I see the pride that swallows
Even since
The tide disaster follows
Turned to the calling of your fall from Heaven

Endeavours burnt
Cast down to earth
You never learnt
Lasting grace in any worth
Still yielding not in this vocation

Undivine, why climb to the skies
To repent fell maledictions?
Hypocrites who duly sit on high
Extend your extradition

Extend your opposition

With rancour sunken, anchored
Beneath the clouds that roll in anger
The bitter truth is Hell
Is truly not
The Hell they think they know

Demon Prince
I see the pride that swallows
Even since
The tide disaster follows
Turned to the calling of your fall from Heaven

Endeavours burnt
Cast down to earth
You never learnt
Lasting grace in any worth
Still fielding dreams to scattered nations
				

Before the wall is caved,
Our temple pressed upon the face of England
We were suffering to nothing less
Than the matter of a socialist's test to reign
Dagger in the peace wicked time disdained
Then empires saw much more to gain

The crown discounts are lost
Like a knot,
Count the cost
These numbers felt like water
The death and dying on route to slaughter

Valen-times we've spined entwined
I am sorry that I left you here in time
I will find the puppet from the other side
So keep a candle burning in your heart that is my shrine

A Memento Mori
Falling, passed away
For far-away glory
So death engages from this cast-away story
Spilling tears fill a laboratory

She seeks to pierce the dead
Crematoria speaks to priests instead
Weeks are going lonely
And the story everywhere
Love's responded beyond the pyre

The portent is promissory
Prevalence
Of this seance
In obeisance
To the spirits before this victory

The crown discounts are lost
Like a knot
Count the cost
These numbers felt like water
The death and dying on route to slaughter

Valen-times we've spined entwined
I am sorry that I left you here in time
I will find the puppet from the other side
So please accept my kisses through the whispers in the winter morn'

I suffer alone
So far from home
Watching you from a distance
A shadow persistent to mourn
No time to atone
You vow a renown
Beautifully craven
You cut the black raven
Who's tower has flown

A Memento Mori
Falling, passed away
For far-away glory
So death engages from this cast-away story
Spilling tears fill a laboratory

She seeks to pierce the dead
Crematoria speaks to priests instead
Weeks are going lonely
And the story everywhere
Love's responded beyond the pyre

The portent is promissory
Prevalence
Of this seance
In obeisance
To the spirits before this victory

Winter seems far colder
Without you by my shoulder
Now this year

I strike at craven thoughts, stood fast
Fighter there, belongs to Christ
The preacher is over borders
And speech will crack upon the order

Hell-blessed I see her with no culture
This is where it ends,
How the wretchedness forgets
And I am in the hands of the brat in the blackest night!

And this is how they found my light,
Clutching tight
The fateful turn a bough
				

(Death darkens all
Right wing of the garden triptych
Left marks The Fall
The middle ground apocalyptic)

Why slay the grim inevitable
And play out with a whimper?
Pain is raising armies of our faith

Now
The future cows
Before the vows
Prophets thunder from the heavens

We seek to justify
Our seed spread far and wide
The eve that virtue died
Bore witness to this plague

Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons

Here....

This the sore beginning
To the war to end all wars

Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, this hate brings fever
Gotterdammerung
Gotterdamerung, the great bereaver

Throw wide splintered lichgates
To the eldritch show's return

Unforgiving proof accrual begs this cruel rebirth
A living fuel for the blaze of renewal, razing the earth
Pariahs and Messiahs of the highest worth
Fodder for the denizens of risen, hissing Hell

Nothing screams out mercy more than
Vivisection of the soul

Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, all base deceivers
Coddle Abaddon
God, you got it wrong, now fall believers

Liars and deniers, thickin the mire's grasp
Treacherous and lecherous

(Peace sits alone
Midst the desecration sewn
Like a stony Queen of Winter, throned)

This the penalty for lust
Long dreaded, read in scripture
Vain pleasures fed to paint this...

Now
The future cows
Before the vows
Prophets thunder from the heavens

We seek to justify
Our seed spread far and wide
The eve that virture died
Bore witness to this plague

Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons

Here...

Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, fatal the lever
Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, the great bereaver

A twilight for bone idols. sewer-suicidal from the heights
A dead man's stance to prayer, defeaned ears to mortal plights
Pleas and effigues, clergy bang to rites
Belief is superficial when the missals dance alight

(Death darkens all
Ring wing of the garden triptych
Left marks The Fall
The universe is, at worst, ecliptic)
				

In the beginning
Rimmed with wind and storm
A great black wrath of infinite math
Spat snarling into form
And there was Heaven
Lit up with precious stones
Each one could fall but for the rule
Of Faith and love and stronger thrones

And therein rose vast wonders
Affections to be seen
Fathered from the plundered
Reflections of a dream

Fogging into nightmare
For him whose place was set
With wayward stars that absent, marred
All creation with their theft

In the beginning
Bewinged and ringed with dawn
This favoured Avatar, enthralled
Swansongs from those that thronged this shore
With Gabriel and Michael
He shone with fierce intent
For loyalty, their joy to see
Him spur the hymns to heaven (sent)

For sculptured lips of seraphim
Whom fate then cruelly rent
(With sleight fingered strains of harmony)
Each note to grim portent

As grinning nimbus gathered
Over spires arabesque
For Him that blazed with holy praise
That for a jealous God was meant

Shining Feriluce
Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits
Basked in glory, flew
To lakes in sacred altitudes

Sweet haunting music swathed the breeze
With curling tongues that lapped the lead
As through thick mountain mist (with thoughts adrift)
Until at last, past grasping trees

He paused to draught forbidden streams
That whispered siren promises
To drown his thirst (for sports amiss)

These waters held secrets
Like raped Russian dolls
Wherein evil and good
Tore his soul for control

And drunk with the verse of desire's first words
The weight of the universe
Slunk in rehearsed

Horror in numbers too great to discern
The rotting of worlds to the conqueror worm
And love a rare orchid so fragile in bloom
Espied gasping breath under dark sheeted moons

Shining Feriluce
Reflected in jaded mirror
Climbing from the noose
Of time in divine servitude

And thus a strange new melody
Of will and wanton fantasies
Whetted by the veiled, seen
Danced from his ashen lips
In red dawn scores, the silver scream
Of truth and her deleted scenes
Was taken up as far, it seemed
As God his words eclipsed

(Those waters hid visions
Like butchers in war
Perverting the course
Of life's blood evermore...)
In the beginning
Skinned well with gibbous tones
Of countenance and ignorance
In equal measures sewn
A marbled arc of Angels
Sworn to the morningstar
Shared His pride and deep inside
Felt Chill Shadows sweep their cards
				

Herodias and I have let a phantom cavalcade
Through veiled and pagan history where superstitions reigned
And christendom sought to pervert, but poets of my name
Sang the penumbral victories that sorcery had claimed
The Graal and mighty Caliburn as votive offerings
To an England rearisen under vast majestic wings

These are the shores whereto my soul
Blod drenched and unreeemed
Shalt seek solace in secrets told
Through the whispers of a dream

From the woods of Pendragon-born, I rose Arcturius
A proud, audacious King mantled in the 
Vehemence of lust
Death and destiny undaunted me, I drew a thorn divided
In awe of the glorious battles won, my dark Goddess provided
then treatchery, a wingles beast, came crowling to my court
And now A lie at cursed Camlann, from wounds a
Traitor wrought

I fear the Augean light
Is sweeping through Camelot
How bittersweet my triumph seem,
Now Automnal leaves succumbed to frost
Morgana art thou near me ?
Languid, I wend my path to grave
Cast my sword to the sulphyd grasp
Of the naiad neath the silvered lake
When waters stirred lay silent

Mistress let the mists descend
Thy tears cannot thaw Death's cold heart
His sombre gaze defies legend
More so than thine else thy dew-lidded eyes
Art for the Banshees song
Or our souls entwined like vein upon
The Hauted shores of Avalon

The haunted shores of avalon

Bury me in velvet dream
Lest I undoly wake
And seek to reconcile my thirst
With the cowardly tailors of my fate
Unleash mastiffs of snarling night
To overthrow, plague and burn
As slumber lurs me 'mongst the dead
To scheme of my return

Archaic ghostly echoes breathe like thunder of the storm
A tempest fools miscall divine as crouch awaiting dawn
Their ignorance has forged me over the centuries a sword
Burnished to flash like lightning on the precipice of war
The wolves are dead in Albion whilst the passive flocks roam free
This My penetrant spearhead shalt pierce this foul, trespassing breeds
				

Your misery is worn as a veil
To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind
In place of eve a bitter parody hails
Daggers from the swagger
Of a sodomites concubine
Bine (Bine)

Gilded cunt
Oh, you gilded cunt

Your thin pretence overstretched and sickly
Feigns love and light a long time laid in the grave
My preference leans to killing you quickly
Scissored in the gizzard
That a heart no more maintains

But I am tied
To the labyrinth and the beast
The one-way track of eyes
Black and grey like panzers

Loose your shell
Shoot the mouth
The gates of hell
Have often dropped their jaws about
Satans agents were perversion to bear
Side to side with their diversions
You use to guide my fingers there

Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger

Cunt (Cunt)
Gilded cunt
Oh, you gilded cunt
Cunt
Cunt

Nothing is above you save a boreal light
That halo paid for by a consummated ring of ice
And below you, will I see you tonight
Glower from your tower
Built of ivory and spite?

For I am torn
Between the sheets that keep me borne
And the teeth of a storm
They reap then rape my stanzas

Click your heels
Three times six
The stars are fixed
May I climb and get you one?
The palace at Versailles never held your tongue
Nor did heaven ever weather
The crosses that you came upon

Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger

Cunt (Cunt)
Gilded cunt
Oh, you gilded cunt
Cunt
Cunt
				

Through arcades where shimmmering snowfall
Lay in the state with the sad and damned
A rent lamnent barely flunged 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 graveyard
Beneath a statue of a colder saviour
Mist hung like thieves wreathed in scant arabesque
And through the chill earth in bedewed her drawling breast

Like a dream come true under etched glass spent
Making love to the beautiful dead

She had sinned and severed heaven
And in its vulgar sight
Two figures writhe, but one silhouette
Extends it's fingers to the light

"Gothic towers tottered on her heels
As she feld asylum grounds
Commiting hard crimes to soft cells
Where now another's screams resound"

From the gasping 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 rhe abyss of another dementia
Freeing her soul from the fetters of fate
To takes the reins of pleasure
Now nightwane mirrors freeze in siezure
At the glimpse of charmed pins in her thights
Ballrooms filled with black cats scratch
Out of spite and playful eyes

Pricked as a witch her stiches itche
For familiar lips to lick them dry
Whilst the dry regraps for if she asks
The sun forsakes the rite to rise
And is the first to discern, that this angel's return
Is a vengeful 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 yield the sign
That dawn is born is to their eclipse

For our inhumankind
Comes an underdog-day sunshine
Rippling with fire femalediction

I splintered her coffin and lay on the floor
Of a vault with her clapsed 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 sttired and awoke bereft
Of concern save for the acons left
To lead the darkness...

She schemes of growing and the lenghts sucked hard to get it
I dream being God but ever living to regret it
Our fecond nature decrees that Jesus wept come for
The devi lon her knees

To grant her lows 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
Hide snakes curves within her midst
Whilst her halo of white lies sipplies
Her temple to what God forbids.
				

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
				

Purring, the sweet-tempered soughing
Of lucrative savannah winds,
Stirs the great flotsam of clouds that vowing to usher the evening in
Affecting the set of the reckoning sun
From burnished gold to crimson hue
Before this night is quite sorely undone
The devil is coming from you

Like a ghost haunting the darkness
Stalking the veldt
Where many kings were felled
A savage growling rakes this grassy vastness
Halting you in the tracks you've laid
To rule this fulsome world

Now silent as a wisp of smoke
Terror grips you by the throat
You will know the lion by his claw
Mistaking fake demeanor
Was your first and fatal flaw
Never will the hunter ever be the hunted here or evermore
Taking my arena
Brought this courted slaughter to your door

I am nature's great restorer
First order Carnivora
Fate and foe, no time to implore
Mercy for she has fled
Tail tucked between her legs
Circled prey, recant and beg
To me alone, this powder keg
Of teeth and jaws together
In a riot of adventure

I am Leonine and ten commandments
Cut deep for your death

Damnatio ad bestias
Damnatio ad bestias

Through limitless whispering seas
Of redolent tropical plains
Whereupon mystery's blistery frieze
A silvering gibbous moon reigns
Aggressive, obsessive to snuff out your lights
I come a cold virulent grue
Blighting your guides and delighting inside
On the pride that is tiding for you

As a beast feasting its hunger
Under the spell
Rifles and fire shall not repel
Industrious machinations rent asunder
No miring me in traps well-laid
I'll not pale to unveil my Hell

You will know the lion by his claw

This violence is a plague of flame
Licking the brush to flush out game
A bellow of rage caged in yellow eye
Sees evil life seized, unleashed reprisal

You will know the lion by his claw
Mistaking fake demeanor
Was your first and fatal flaw
Never will the hunter ever be the hunted here or evermore
Taking my arena
Brought this courted slaughter to your door

You will know the lion by his claw

Now hear the growing thunder roar

The walls of blackish thorn have fallen batterfang and chaos
Quick to marshal, maul the fools
Who stand by shattered loss

Your shadow scatters westward
Toward the fleeing stars
As a new dawn feeds upon the skies
Heraldic, rampant, battle-scarred

Damnatio ad bestias
Damnatio ad bestias