Founds total 26 songs
Under The Huntress Moon
With the snow fallen thick. And bonfires alit. And shooting stars portents of rips. I ascended to spur. A mere glimpse or murmur. From her precious celestial lips.
Tragic Kingdom
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.
Tonight In Flames
When contrary winds blow across the sands. Their murmurs can be easily swayed. But when storms quicken one cannot placate. The howling of their murderous rages.
The Spawn Of Love And War
Poets racking absinthed brains. Could never fully paint these nights. No martyr parting from his pain. Could utter words so erudite. As those she now divulged to me.
The Nun With The Astral Habit
The world was her cloister, the abbess Duboir. In the convent at All Hallows fair. A pearl in an oyster she shone like a star. Augmenting her sisterhoods prayers.
The Persecution Song
At the very start. There were whispers in the dark. And for all the world to see. There was witchcraft at its heart. And on the autumn air. The scent of bonfires everywhere.
The Foetus Of A New Day Kicking
I'm chaos international. The writing on the wall. A Lazarus in parable. . A dark and sullen lullaby. Whispered softly as you die. Promising torments are nigh.
The Death Of Love
Where will you be they tense for warfare?. What will you see with your innocence there?. Where will you be my darling?. Where will you be they tense for warfare?.
The Cult Of Venus Aversa
I am she. Lilith. Mistress of the dark. Of Sheba. First offender. And succor to demons. Whose sweet seductions and wicked rites. Lead all too enslaved by the flesh.
The Byronic Man
As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho. Or the moon without the comfort of the stars. I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul. Is nothing but a spilled canopic jar.
Sweetest Maleficia
He would rise triumphant. All done up. On a plume of raven wings. Trafficking with sycophants. Sharing his cup. Amidst other graver things. . Alchemists and sorcerers stitched his head.
Shat Out Of Hell
Eclipsing violent centuries. Like a dark scar over France. Enter the nascent Gilles De Rais. A warrior and a scholar. He fought for Joan Of Arc. Before she met with martyrdom in flames.
Rise Of The Pentagram
One dark afternoon like a shadow I flew. Through the rain that fell sick with lament. To this house of incest for when we undressed. Blasphemies against Venus were rent.
Retreat Of The Sacred Heart
She slept in ecstasy. In hands that fanned her wildest fantasies. Freed from Christ's frigid regime. And rigid nails. . She was first in church. To lick her lips and self-debased.
One Foul Step From The Abyss
The Feast of Fools, 1308. As January slipped into the grip of winter. A leather leash tightened round the throat of fate. . Amidst the flock, disease and dementia.
Midnight Shadows Crawl To Darken Counsel With Life
The evening air laps thick about. The stagnant moat that Tiffuages claims. As dusk now slips away. Where taught to run, the rotten tongue. Of a hotter Götterdämerung.
Lovesick For Mina
One might see in Mina. My disease. But it is She who has infected me. For all eternity.... . As the sun slips the tearaway stars. Into the scented scheme of night.
Lilith Immaculate
Church bells resounded like judgment day. As they were making love. In the rainswept graveyard. She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame. A monsoon Tigress set upon prey.
Libertina Grimm
Libertina Grimm. Howitzer glare and spitfire blade. Wooed by Dresden serenades. Her soundtrack now a bombing raid. Bored of Vaudeville. . God was six days sober.
I Am The Thorn
The needle in the eye of the hurricane. The poison in the font. The nail in the coffin of the profane. I am the lot. . Maniacal the fire. That weaves inside my soul.
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