Welcome to the brave new world with apex civilisation. Reality has no world order make-believe has the truth. Silent shadows corrupts life destined for deliverance.
Draw the curtains. Bind the blinds. And this wont take me too much time, I. Want to tell you,. Days ago. I lived a nightmare down below. You cant see this night.
If I live you will be sorry. I have a thousand forms. If I live you will be sorry. Uninjured by your tongue. . If I live you will be sorry. I have a thousand forms.
So little of what we observe,. Is the girl herself.. Elaborate, scented coiffers.. Adieu d'amour.. Vast is the heirs ballroom.. Let the rich give you presents..
What is it you hope for, even though you are dying?. And even though life is closing your tiny eyes. Why did I leave them all?. I should be with them to die in the same place.
The weary creak of my bones. Exhausted voice and deathly tones. Arms of lead, skin drawn tight. No long a princely sight. Face is gaunt, pale and thin.
Tell me that I'm a sinner. Lay me down again. I need a soft flesh bed. My lust must be fed. Lay your hands on me. Lay your perfect hands on me. You know exactly what I want.
In fiery flight we would leave this hall. The Holy House, House of God will fall. To death they go with music and song. But our dread simply must go on.
Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it. This passion play. Smothered in effort,. The thrash of naked limbs. Glistening skin. Close your eyes, the whispered sighs.
Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it. This passion play. Smothered in effort, The thrash of naked limbs. Glistening skin. Close your eyes, the whispered sighs.
He was a poor man, though he was genius. Would they listen to this crazy man. Would they help him to his end. He was a tall man, pale skin and broken back.
The Stories. One - The Thrash of Naked Limbs. Two - Le Cerf Malade. Three - Gather Me Up Forever. Four - I Am The Bloody Earth. Five - Transcending (Into the Exquisite).
The very deepest of your wishes.. Climb up high, take my hand.. Tread carefully through these sickening angels.. Look at your god.. Look at the way he stands..
He was a poor man, though he was genius. Would they listen to this crazy man. Would they help him to his end. He was a tall man, pale skin and broken back.
I know no shame. . The empire of my desire. Gathers you into my fire. I hope you fall. Hope you call,. My filthy name. It makes you crawl. On you knees, with all your pleas..
In soothe I lend a gracious ear. Your sobbing, somehow sexual. Come to my bosom.. The help I bring. Is all my pleasure you lonely, dear thing. Oh, cruel love, when held by you.
I've seen them, so dark. Black. And yet fine.. The flower they carry had once been mine.. Get away from me, man of stories. Robe of lies.. Stay far from me. I lie to myself (it's not hurting)..
The chosen one glows like the sun. Pure of heart, wide in eye. Sweet she sings, sings her hymns. Golden girl dances by. He is filth. Scum of God. Black as night. Mute and sick.
Ohh, beautiful earth. For too long you have been silent. Touch me once again. The dark ground lies cold. Et gelidus hoc voluntas firmamentum. . Hark, yes it is I.
I clasp her dying body to bloody mine. The essential nature of her was so fine. With torn garments she lays in my arms. . Womanly graces laid bare, no dignity.