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1. Devil Woman 3:38
2. Soft White Throat
5:40
3. Bestial Lust (Bitch) 2:55
4. Prey
4:57
5. Nymphetamine (Jezebel Deva Fix) 5:03
6.
Mr. Crowley 5:41
1. Devil Woman
[Originally performed
by Cliff Richards]
I've had nothing but bad
luck
Since the day I saw the cat
at my door
So I came here to
you sweet lady
Answering your mystical call
Crystal
ball on the table
Showing the future the
past
Same cat with them evil eyes
And
I know it was a spell she'd cast
She's just a devil woman with evil on
her mind
Beware the devil woman she's gonna
get you
She's just a devil woman with
evil on her mind
Beware the devil woman
She's gonna get you from behind
Give me
the ring on your finger
Let me see
the lines of your hand
I can see
me a tall dark stranger
Giving you what
you hadn't planned
I drank the potion she
offered me
I found myself on the floor
Then I locked in those big green eyes
And I wondered what I came there for
She's just a devil woman with evil on
her mind
Beware the devil woman she's gonna
get you
She's just a devil woman with
evil on her mind
Beware the devil woman
She's gonna get you from behind
Stay awake
look out
If you're out on a moonlit
night
Be careful of the neighborhood strays
Of
a lady with long black hair
Tryin' to
win you with her feminine ways
Crystal ball
on the table showing the future the past
Same cat with them evil eyes you'd better
get out oh there fast
She's just a
devil woman with evil on her mind
Beware
the devil woman she's gonna get you
She's
just a devil woman with evil on her
mind
Beware the devil woman she's gonna get
you ...
2. Soft White Throat
A voyeur
in league with the great thief night
In
an overthrow of women light
Slid in to
rob the prayers
She whispered to the air
with thin deliberation
Spare me from the wolves
Clawing past my door
Tear me from the
ghouls
That start to gnaw my fingers
Following
her heart
And every beat that spoke
I
kissed her risen, naked
Soft white throat
Soft
white throat
Incense lit at perfection's feet
Has
never burnt so sickly sweet
As the fragrance
of her breath
When her lips met death
with such imagination
Bear me to the moon
The dour toll of bells
Scare me with
their boon
Of winters bitter graveyards
Swallowing her
fear
I veered beneath her coat
Of soft
white meat on
Soft white throat
Crepuscular, the
lust in her
Went supernova
Setting maps aflame
Before her veins ran colder
And muscular, the
final thrust
In her spilled over
Covering her
back
I saw an angel lift her
Coma
I fell to eyes
Of a bestial past
that once
Teaching grief through jaded pupils
Now
shone like celestial glass in hell
In hell
And doused in the glow from her parting
gift
Never there lay, with curves like snowdrifts
A beauty so frozen in bliss
Slumped to
warm the dead to a standing ovation
Spare
me from the wolves
Clawing past my door
Tear me from the ghouls
That start to
gnaw my fingers
Following her heart
And every
beat that spoke
I kissed her risen, naked
Soft white throat
Soft white throat
Crepuscular, the
lust in her
Went supernova
Setting maps aflame
Before her veins ran colder
And muscular, the
final thrust
In her spilled over
Smothering her
cracks
I was the devil on her shoulder
Dear Lord I cry, before I die
Grant
me the taste of love
One final time
lest I should hide
When seraph call me
from above
And should remorse not stay my
course
From debt, addresses wept
Will ask no
more of you my Lord
Save that my
soul in hell is kept
3. Bestial Lust
[Originally performed by Bathory]
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
She suck me to the core
[Now] I can't take no more
That Bitch
She turns me to a beast
BESTIAL LUST
[C'mon] Bitch
Each tendon muscle rippling She drink
my sove with greed
She fuck my helpless
body and she just raise the speed
She
let her wet tongue roll I gasp and
can't control
She is hot and drives me
wild and still she is open wide
Just
when this torture seems to end
She is
there to drain my sove again
[Come on
ride, to ride on me bitch]
BESTIAL LUST
4. Prey
Nightfall, in thrall
I call her
beauty to me
Whose ebon-lidded eyes excite
Shadows
to wander through me
Whose kiss glittered with
sleep
Is a thief come after dark
To
steal away the leaden wreaths
From my cemetery
heart
Thrilled to see the light
Bruise-reddened, silhouetting
Murder sites
As dusk attends her son's blood
wedding
Spilt across the skies
In reefs of
omen
Licking flames and pagan rites
The night
awaits with baited thighs
Start this artist darkness
Yearning now to start this
Burning as an
artist
Turning on the darkness
Dizzy looking up
with pervertigo
A sewer deity of recrement
World
below
I'll make you pray
I spy with
wicked lips
The cream of mortal kind
Committing
their sins
Their penitent skins
To the harems
of my mind
Prey
Thrilled to breathe tonight
The sultry air of graces
Passed in flight
Like birds of May with playful faces
Fills
me with delight
Their crystal skirts
Spun from
stars, worn tight
Wink of fists in wishful
places
Start this artist darkness
Yearning now to
start this
Burning as an artist
Turning on
the darkness
Dizzy looking up with pervertigo
A
sewer deity of recrement
World below
I'll make
you pray
My whims like smoke in summertime
Writhe atop the blooms
Committing their thin
White
Catholic limbs
To the cloister in my room
You see I need
To feed my dreams
to order
To be agreed
With the beast
in me
That bleeds their borders
Prey
Nightfall,
in thrall
I call her beauty to me
Whose ebon-lidded eyes excite
Shadows to wander through
me
Whose kiss glittered with sleep
Is a
thief come after dark
To steal away the
leaden wreaths
From my cemetery heart
6. Mr.
Crowley
[Originall performed by Ozzy Osbourse]
Mr.Crowley, what
went on in your head
Mr.Crowley, did you
talk with the dead
Your life style to
me seemed so tragic
With the thrill of
it all
You fooledall the people with magic
You waited on Satan's call
Mr.Charming, did you
think you were pure
Mr.Alarming, in nocturnal rapport
Uncovering things that were sacred
Manifest on this
earth
Conceived in the eye of a secret
And they scattered the afterbirth
Mr.Crowley, won't you
ride my white horse
Mr.Crowley, it's symbolic of
course
Approaching a time that is classic
I
hear the maiden's call
Approaching a time that
is drastic
Standing with their backs to the
wall
Was it polemically sent
I wanna know
what you meant
I wanna know
I wanna
know what you meant
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Iscariot
[07:15:55 14.04.2005]
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