All mirrors lead to my palace. My exotic pleasure temple. Wherein my court is both. Gracious and insatiable, pure and obscene. For where pumps the true heart of life.
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.
[Incomprehensible]. . She is open wide, she isn't hard to please. She drives me fucking wild I want her on her knees. She floats and insists I am hot and can't resist.
Death, spirit me away. My anguished soul doth strain. On taut and twisted reins. Yet, insatiate I still remain. Like a proud, unfalled star. That dares thee from afar.
[Special Fan Edition track]. . I have come from the freezing seas. From the warmth of foreign coals. Through the dismal fog of insecurities. To a cloud-enshrouded noble goal.
[I. Benighted Like Usher]. . Snuffed tapers sighed. As Death left impressing. His crest of cold tears on the Countess. . Benighted like ill-fated Usher.
Kill a man and you are a murderer. Kill millions of men and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone and you are a God. . Born of the best of enemies. Beyond the pearly constellations.
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.
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.
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.
I bled on a pivotal stretch. Like a clockwork Christ. Bears sore stigmata, bored. . And as I threw Job, I drove. Myself to a martyred wretch. To see if I drew pity.
I bled on a pivotal stretch. Like a clockwork Christ. Bears sore stigmata, bored. . And as I threw Job, I drove. Myself to a martyred wretch. To see if I drew pity.
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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.
Thrill, kill the black cult. Walk among the weak by night. Affliction.... Deep as any burial. . Take their worthless lives.... . Related. . Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends.
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.
A thousand nights once succored Me. In the shadow of Miss Anne Thropy. Sat gargoyle-limbed amid My licking flame. . A cruel tongue at work in Her secret vaults.
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.
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Pour the emerald wine. Into crystal glasses. We will touch the divine. Through kissed catharsis. . Let us pitch to the seven year itch. Of the ultra-decadent.