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 Against 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
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