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    Cradle Of Filth

    From The Cradle To Enslave

    Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
    Have despoiled our common grave
    Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
    From the cradle to enslave?

    Sickle constellations
    Stud the belts that welt the sky
    Whilst the bitter winter moon
    Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed
    Like shifting parent flesh
    Under silk matricide...

    Watchful as she was upon Eden
    Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept
    Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
    In an ancient tryst with catastrophe
    Soon the be kept

    Hear that hissing now on the breeze
    As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden
    A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls
    Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees

    This is the theme to a better Armageddon
    Nightchords rake the heavens
    PAN DAEMON AEAON

    And what use are prayers to that god?
    As devils bay concensus for the space to piss
    On your smouldering faith
    And the mouldering face
    Of this world long a paradise lost

    This is the end of everything
    Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring

    Danse macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
    Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
    What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black?
    The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...

    I see the serpentine in your eyes
    The nature of the beast as revelations arrive

    Our screams shall trail to Angels
    For those damned in flames repay
    All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day
    We should have cut our looses as at Calvary
    But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief
    Salvation, like a promised nation
    Gleamed a claim away...

    This is the end of everything you have ever known
    Buried like vanquished reason
    Death is season
    Drive like the drifting snow
    Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
    On our knees or another f**ker's shore
    Heiling new flesh
    Read, then roared
    To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause
    What else be whipped to frenzy for?

    This is the end of everything
    Rear the tragedies
    That the Seraphim shall sing

    Old adversaries
    Next to Eve
    Now they're clawing back
    I smell their cumming
    As through webbed panes of meat
    Led by hoary Death
    They never left
    Dreaming sodomies
    To impress on human failure
    When we've bled upon our knees

    Tablatures of gravel law
    Shall see Gehennah paved
    When empires fall
    And nightmares crawl
    From the cradle to enslave....

    This is the end of everything

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    Death Comes Ripping

    [The Misfits cover]

    Turn the lights down low
    And close the door, oh
    Future is coming
    Future risin'

    Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead

    With both eyes open
    I wait up for the kill
    Feel the evil
    Feel the heat as I blast you open

    Death comes ripping
    And it's going, death comes ripping
    You feel the heat as death comes ripping
    Rip your back out
    And death comes ripping out

    Flesh and blood
    To weak for you
    Turnin' it over
    A little too late to penetrate

    Death comes ripping
    And it's going death comes ripping
    You feel the heat as death comes ripping
    It'll rip your back out
    Death comes ripping

    And it's going, death comes ripping
    You feel the heat as death comes ripping
    You rip your back out
    Death comes ripping

    And it goes, death comes ripping out

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    Of Dark Blood And Fucking

    Sister midnight comes blaspheming
    Screaming in the keys of faith and fear
    Unentwining our spines twists me to kneeling...
    Spilling like the moonlight on her glistening rear

    Defiled at heart
    In this perfect hell
    Under red leaves bleeding
    Over scaled chateau we fell
    To demonocracy
    Where neither Adam or Eve
    Conceived of such iniquities
    From pleasure or pain
    Or the razor's edge inbetween
    Thou art my seventh heaven burning
    Going down as with the sun...

    Within like a river fluids moves a torrent
    Bound to please
    On denierred knees
    In any wicked way
    That her whims may warrant

    I hang on every verb
    Every dirty word
    Interred
    In her pornoglossa...

    Christlike, whipped and weak
    Painted nails driven through the meek
    Yet in obituary
    My dreams still weep
    Of dark blood and f**king thee

    Thou art seventh heaven burning
    Going down as with the day
    Baring lunar curvature
    Like canvas for a lick of pain

    Writhing like a viper
    Deep inside her Eden
    Forbidden to eat
    I kiss leylines to her feet
    Then baiting wrath
    I steal a path
    Back to the fruits of her womb

    Back to the crack of her tomb...

    Her roseate sliver
    Quivers with snuff appeal
    The torque of her hips
    Lip-sync me in for the kill
    Tongue-tied, tightrope and spread like disease
    I drain the cup of this Miss Sire
    Her water into wine for me

    Thou art my seventh angel squirming
    'Neath the forked tongue of the beast
    Arching toward the fabled
    Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief...

    Whilst the world outside
    (A wood of suicide)
    Would die for this release
    Our slow orgasmic fuses greet...

    By night and by candle
    At each other's throat
    In a slick drift of red
    Setting god's teeth on edge
    We were as wolves preying inside the fold
    Of a slaughtered lamb throw
    On a four poster bed...

    Succulent, Succubus

    Laid without rest
    In the dead of the night
    Succulent, Succubus

    In thy arms
    And thy wetness
    On glossed lips I taste
    Conspiracies, secrecies, sorceries laced
    With thick unguent rum
    Black-rayed suns and Autumn
    Always in season for our nightfall from grace

    Gorge upon my seed
    Starved Persephone
    Succulent, Succubus
    Succour me.
    That I might keep
    Thee with me in Hades
    Succulent, Succubus
    Succour me

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    Sleepless

    [Anathema cover]

    And I often sigh
    I often wonder why
    I'm still here and I still cry

    And I often cry
    I often spill a tear
    Over those not here
    But still they are so near

    Please ease my burden
    And I still remember
    A memory and I weep
    In my broken sleep
    The scars they cut so deep

    Please ease my burden
    Please ease my pain

    Surely without war there would be no loss
    Hence no mourning, no grief, no pain, no misery
    No sleepless nights missing the dead... Oh, no more
    No more war

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    FUNERAL IN CARPATHIA


    Candelabra snuffed, prey silhouette wedded
    Nightfall take my hand
    Seduce me with silky timbred limbs
    Grant me thy dark command
    Over the peaks framing tapestries
    Of thick forest, dusk has filled
    With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist
    Creeping like violations from the shadows
    To kill

    Lucretia
    Is my love in vein
    When thy tears bleed sweeter
    Than the midsummer rain?
    Bewinged, infested belfries
    Toll o'er the sobbing throng
    A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes
    Whipped and welted 'neath the barbed windsong...

    (In sadean paradise
    Ancestral legacies linger on...)

    I am He
    The crowned and conquering darkness
    Satan robed in ecumenical filth
    Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of sylph

    This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep
    And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies
    I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep
    Embroided by these words Malaresia scribed...

    "Beauty slept and angels wept
    For her immortal soul
    In this repose, all evil chose
    To claim her for their very own"

    Carpathia
    The pleasured dead speak of her
    In necromantic tongue
    When ambered daylights are done
    Masturbating in their graves
    On her zenith to come...

    Never leave me

    This catafalque night when awed stars report
    Their absence from the heavenly brow
    Grippled seraph shalt cower in illustrious courts
    Whilst the cloaked maelstrom resounds throughout

    "How the storm it fulfills
    My heart, though unhealed
    Celestial knives ebonied
    And wild woods thrill
    Yet far fiercer still
    Her lustre eviscerates me"

    Carpathia
    Priapic lovers twist in concert with her
    Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates
    The path towards the castle weary innocence takes

    I rule as Master here
    Where feral hordes impart my temper
    Love sank wounded when I, betrayed
    Saw death etch cruelly, upon my lineage

    "Usher the spite seething Draconist
    And commit this world to thy ancient sovereignty"

    This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep
    And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies
    I shrug off the shroud of preternatural sleep
    Embroided by these words Malaresia scribed...

    "Beauty slept and angels wept
    For her immortal soul
    In this repose, all evil chose
    To claim her for their very own"

    Candelabra snuffed, prey - silhouette wedded
    Nightfall take my hand
    Seduce me with silky timbred limbs
    Grant me thy dark command
    Over the peaks framing tapestries
    Of thick forest, dusk has filled
    With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist
    Creeping like violations from the shadows

    To kill.

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    Dawn Of Eternity


    Winter ice - Terminal frost
    Closing eyes of the equinox
    Dimensional change - darkening skies
    The sphere is shackled till dusk

    Prophet dreams - ride the winds
    As black holes open for devouring
    Universal chaos in the realm of time
    Surface of earth - covered in rime

    From beyond enter the horror
    Of a dark and hideous nature
    The fall of man is now at hand
    Awakened from an ancient slumber
    The immortal ones return
    The earth is theirs once again

    Stricken, cursed - frozen damnation
    Man's fall to perpetual domination
    Time trapped in between changes
    Frigid return to the chamber of ages

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    ABSINTHE WITH FAUST


    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
    To a tainted world and the painted girls
    That our fantasies spent

    Tripping through boudoirs laced with opium themes
    Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams
    A toast to those most sacrilegious of days
    Where for every whim won
    One soon repays

    We touched the stars
    That now laugh from afar
    At we, the damned
    The damned
    The damned
    The damned

    We have spent our time
    Drenched in opulent splendour
    But when midnight chimes
    Will gilded souls surrender?

    Let us drink on the giddying brink
    Of pools of excrement
    All manner of shit for the glamour and glitz
    Mephistopheles lent

    I remember the night as if it were engraved
    A bright marble bridge stretched across dark waves
    To the shore from the moon and by Her grace
    Came that erudite stranger
    That fucker

    He was a predator, creditor cold
    Our blood was young on the yellowing scrolls
    And all that glittered was not gold
    But we wanted everything
    And for it all lost our souls

    Come my friend, to fate let's raise
    Two finger shots at this our last soiree
    For tomorrow I fear
    Swoops all too deadly near
    This precipitous weir to Hell's high gate

    We touched the stars
    That now laugh from afar
    At we, the damned
    The damned
    The damned
    The damned

    He was a preditor, creditor cold
    Our blood was young on the yellowing scrolls
    And all that glittered was not gold
    But we wanted everything
    And for it all lost our souls
    Our souls

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    A CRESCENDO OF PASSION BLEEDING


    Spells lay daggers before me
    passion speaks in grue vehement stabs
    Trance my eyes, fix my focus to pain
    the tumour grows until the enemy is slain

    Slightless storm
    knee-deep in hate I seeth
    my purpose here has woken to breath
    Total war on the brethren of Men
    millions regardless
    dying by my hand

    A Black Age Of Fire
    brief in its vicious eloquence
    removing the dross
    love will arise from the ashes of your loss

    Then and only then
    will the pleasure of Eden be mine
    and the sinews of life itself will be tied
    in the very veins of my bloodline

    And their tears taste like wine...

    I will rule as a king
    and the Goddess will sit as my guiding Queen
    in the glory of the earth our crowns are studded
    with the jewels of blasphemy

    The blood is the life!

    I seek to evoke a new order in Man
    a flood of compulsion to resurrect Khem
    the lion is vexed to uproot and descend
    Chaos my steed in the thick, clinging dust
    tempering weapons of criminal lust
    I hold sway from the East to fulfill prophecies
    thinning the cause as fresh cells to disease

    The blood is the life!

    Even the moon will not lend thee her light
    the darkness serves will to snuff out human life
    that I might reclaim the world as my right

    I kill without scruple or silent regret
    in haunts of the sinister lunar aspect
    for I am the pleasure that comes from your pain
    tiny red miracles falling like...rain

    The incessant pall of death surrounds me
    but this is not the part of me that wishes to breed
    there will be no dread thereafter
    the mysteries I reveal unto thee

    I stir the hearts of the wisest
    by the fools I will always be feared
    my Kingdom feeds off their slaughter...

    A crescendo of passion bleeding...
    on the pale reflection of dawn

    Devour The Sun

    "The Great Man of his time
    is He who expresses
    the Will of his time;
    who tells his time what it wills;
    and who carries it out"

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    Hallowed By Thy Name

    I am waiting in my cold cell well the bell begins to chime
    Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
    Cause at 5O'Clock they take me to the galos pole
    The Sands of time for me are running low

    As the priest comes read me the last rights
    I take a look through the bars as the last sights
    of a world that has gone very wrong for me

    Can it be there some sort of error
    Hard to stop the surmounting terror
    Is it really the end not some crazy dream?

    Somebody tell me that I'm dreaming
    Its not easy to stop from screaming
    But words escape me when I try to speak
    Tears they flow but why am I crying?
    After all I'm not afraid of dying
    Don't ever believe there never be an end

    As the Gaurds march me out to the court yard
    Someone from a cell calls "God be with you"
    If there's a God why has he let me die?

    As I walk all my life drifts before me
    All though the end is near I'm not sorry
    Catch my soul cause it's willing to fly away

    Mark my words believe my soul lives on
    Don't worry now that I have gone
    I've gone beyond to see the truth

    So when you know your time is close at hand
    Maybe you will begin to understand
    Life is just a strang illusion

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    Her Ghost In The Fog


    "The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
    soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
    as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
    and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
    But on, no tears please
    Fear and pain may accompany Death
    But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
    as We shall see..."

    She was divinity's creature
    That kissed in cold mirrors
    A Queen of Snos
    Far beyond compare
    Lips attuned to symmetry
    Sought Her everywhere
    Dark liqoured eyes
    An Arabian nightmare...

    She shone on watercolours
    Of my pondlife as pearl
    Until those who couldn't have Her
    Cut Her free of this World

    That fateful Eve when...
    The trees stank of sunset and camphor
    Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
    An imquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
    On my love picking rue by the light of the moon

    Putting reason to flight
    Or to death as their way
    They crept through woods mesmerized
    By the taffeta Ley
    Of Her hips that held sway
    Over all they surveyed
    Save a mist on the rise
    (A deadly blessing to hide)
    Her ghost in the fog

    They raped left...
    (Five men of God)
    ...Her ghost in the fog

    Dawn discovered Her there
    Beneath the Cedar's stare
    Silk dress torn, Her raven hair
    Flown to gown Her beauty bared
    Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
    I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

    She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
    "Never to part
    Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts"

    Then this I screamed:
    "Come back to Me
    I was born in love with thee
    So why should fate stand inbetween?"

    And as I drowned Her gentle curves
    With dreams unsaid and final words
    I espied a gleam trodden to earth
    The Church bell tower key...

    The village mourned her by the by
    For She'd been a witch
    their Men had longed to try
    And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
    My tortured soul on ice

    A Queen of snow
    Far beyond compare
    Lips attuned to symmetry
    Sought Her everywhere
    Trappistine eyes
    An Arabian nightmare...

    She was Ersulie possessed
    Of a milky white skin
    My porcelain Yin
    A graceful Angel of Sin

    And so for Her...
    The breeze stank of sunset and camphor
    My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
    Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
    Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed...

    Putting reason to flight
    Or to flame unashamed
    I swept form cries
    Mesmerized
    By the taffeta Ley
    Or Her hips that held sway
    Over all those at bay
    Save a mist on the rise
    A final blessing to hide
    Her ghost in the fog

    And I embraced
    Where lovers rot...
    Her ghost in the fog

    Her ghost in the fog

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    A Gothic Romance



    Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea
    A jewel more radiant than the moon
    Lowered Her mask to me
    The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire
    Would marvel at making their Queen
    Infusing the air with Her fragrant desire
    And my heart reeled with grave poetry....

    From grace I fell in love with Her
    Scent and feline lure
    And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
    "Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night
    She lulled me away from the rich masquerade
    And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight"
    Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
    Her icy kiss fervoured my neck
    Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach
    In a whirl of sweet voices and statues
    That phantomed the dying trees
    This debauched seductress in black, took me....

    In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn
    I tore free of my sleep - sepulchre
    On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn
    Lamented the spectre of Her
    Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete
    I hungered for past overtures
    The curse of unrest and her ardent caress
    Came much more than my soul could endure....

    I, at once endeavoured to see Her again
    Stirring from midnight's inertia
    Knowing not even her name
    On a thin precipice over carnal abyss
    I danced like a blind acolyte
    Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine
    Suffused with the perfume of night

    For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds
    In vain that we might meet
    When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued
    I sought refuge in a cemeterty

    Sleep, usher dreams
    Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether

    Mistress of the dark
    I now know what thou art

    Screams haunt my sleep
    Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together

    Lamia and Lemures
    Spawned thee leche
    To snare my flesh

    Portrait of the Dead Countess

    Deep stained pain that I had dreamt
    Flaunted demise, life's punishment
    Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb....

    But poised nectar within my stirs
    Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search
    Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
    Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon
    In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels
    Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell
    To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet
    Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette

    "Fleeting, enshadowed
    Thou art privy to my sin
    Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict
    The cruel daylights upon my skin?
    Dost thou not want to worship me
    With crimson sacrifice
    So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss
    And weep with new-found life?"

    Red roses for the Devil's whore....

    Dark angels taste my tears
    And whisper haunting requiems
    Softly to mine ear
    Need-fires have lured abominations here....

    Nocturnal pulse
    My veins spill forth their waters
    Rent by lips I cherish most

    Awash on her perfidious shores
    Where drowning umbra o'er the stars
    Ebon's graves where lovers whore
    Like seraphim and Nahemah

    "Nahemah"

    Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest
    Blind reason against thee, Enchantress
    For I must know, art thou not death?
    My heart echoes bloodless and incensed....

    Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
    Did not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me?
    On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled company
    As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves
    UNder horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn
    In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone
    I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet
    Enrobed in Death's shadow like a swifter
    silhouette....

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    The Cult Of Venus Aversa

    I am She
    Lilith
    Mistress of the dark
    Of Sheba
    First offender
    And succour to demons
    Whose sweet seductions and wicked rites
    Lead all those too enslaved by the flesh
    To trespass against God's holy law
    And tonight I come for you

    Midnight strikes, the candles sputter
    Muttering their recking spells
    I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter
    These words i speak are gates to Hell

    Casus belli
    In hoc signo vinces
    Veritas vos liberabit
    Casus belli
    In hoc signo vinces
    In aeternum, amen

    The scent of death is rent
    In this ornamental verse
    In ventures down the centuries
    Tormenting me with secrets so anathema
    And now the fires grate
    I must relate, to end this curse
    I'll break through spires to escape my fate
    Am I too late or just perverse?

    Midnight strikes, the candles sputter
    Muttering their recking spells
    I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter
    These words i speak are gates to Hell

    So the blight begins
    Near the woodland of a frightened village
    Where the rites of unimaginable sin
    And the howling on the wind
    Chills the blood for fear of spillage

    Where nightfall used to be
    Blessed with best tranquility
    Its no caressed by misadventure

    Templars from the crusades
    Have birthed a church, more masquerade
    In which they worship mass dementia

    They came from dust and flame
    By the Red Sea on dead shores
    fleeing claims of blasphemy

    And bestiality
    Devils fed them back to us

    Knights of holy wars, inviting hordes
    Of grim infidelities
    In the grip of cryptic lands
    And desert sands
    They found just cause

    and midst their entourage
    Under the stars
    They Bought relics and parts
    Of saints
    And evil left to clerics charge

    With Muslim plunder they built their sect
    To the composite Baphomet
    An androgynous sphinx, open, erect
    Universal in its closet display

    Spawn of Lilith and Samael
    First offender and the snake
    In thrall like pawns beneath its spell
    The templars grew to astute surrender
    Sabbatical, fanatical
    They Adorned its monstrous bust
    Whit a kings ransom of Easter jewels
    The embodiment of beast and lust

    Many moons the proved the boom
    Of immutable and beautiful
    Darkness ever-afters

    Then one eve when the ancient trees
    Outside, drew back, unnerved
    The pleas from those impatient teased
    Something from the black beyond of nowhere

    A stunning woman, summoned
    Comming scimitar-curved
    Statuesque, but living flesh
    Draping nakedness about their pagan saviours

    She came Lilith, a perfect myth
    The scarlet whore
    Skinned in magnificence
    In her defense
    She only slew a few of them

    Born of a sacrifice, a virgins price
    For the merging with a Goddess
    She prowled the world again
    Enslaving men
    With the surging of her bodice

    Midnight strikes, the candles sputter
    Muttering their recking spells
    I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter
    These words i speak are gates to Hell

    Casus belli
    In hoc signo vinces
    Veritas vos liberabit
    Casus belli
    In hoc signo vinces
    In aeternum, amen

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    Sodomy And Lust


    [Bonus track]

    [From Sodom's album "Mortal Way Of Life" (1988)]

    Behind the scene of destiny
    I adore you in this song for me
    Call me within your holy house to dwell
    Let me raise for myself in spell
    Voluptuously dancing daughters of the night sky
    Sing the rapturous love song with high
    Let your sweet scented juice run
    Waste away under the lashes of my whip

    Bath in sin / Sadistic Souls
    Break their crust / Sodomy and Lust

    Carnal desire runs through my veins
    Whipping boys and scapegoats cry in pain
    Psychopathic terror during their sleep
    My power ask why, my power is weak
    Spineless bundles of my excess
    Expurse of innocence and helplessness
    In the perfumes of my secret orison
    Fresh blood of children drops down on me

    Bath in sin / Sadistic Souls
    Break their crust / Sodomy and Lust

    Madness, crime, disgrace, ptomaine
    Excrements, contempt, violence, kill

    Ordeals of thousand deeds congealed in gloom
    Strike hard and deep, to hell with 'em master
    Mighty prophets stature shall surpass the stars
    The passion is the smell of cremation
    I spit on your crapulous creed, curse 'em!
    Sucking you giveth delight and bright glory
    Strive ever to be more joyous to the death
    Don't fear any god will deny you for this

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    Black Metal


    [Bonus track]

    [Cover from Venom's album "Black Metal" (1982)]

    Black is the night, metal we fight
    Power amps set to explode.
    Energy screams, magic and dreams
    Satan records the first note.
    We chime the bell, chaos and hell
    Metal for maniacs pure.
    Faster than steel, fortune on wheels
    Brain haemorrhage is the cure.

    For BLACK METAL
    Lay down your souls to the gods rock 'n roll

    Freaking so wild, nobodys mild
    Giving it all that you got.
    Wild is so right, metal tonight
    Faster than over the top.
    Open the door, enter hell's core
    Black is the code for tonight.
    Atomic force, feel no remorse
    Crank up the amps now its night

    BLACK METAL

    Lay down your souls to the gods rock 'n roll
    Metal ten fold through the deadly black hole
    Riding hell's stallions bareback and free
    Taking our chances with raw energy

    Come ride the night with us
    Rock hard and fight
    United my legions we stand
    Freak hard and wild for us
    Give up your soul
    Live for the quest satan's band

    Against the odds, black metal gods
    Fight to achieve our goal
    Casting a spell, leather and hell
    Black metal gods rock 'n roll
    Building up steam, nuclear screams
    War-heads are ready to fight
    Black leather hounds, faster than sound
    Metal our purpose in life

    BLACK METAL

    Lay down your souls to the gods rock 'n roll

    BLACK METAL

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    Lustmord And Wargasm (The Relicking Of Cadaverous Wounds)


    [Bonus track]

    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
    'Gainst 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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    Bathory Aria


    [I. Benighted Like Usher]

    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
    'Neath griefs dark facade

    If only I could have wept
    In mourning by Her side
    I would have clasped Her so tight
    Like storm-beached Aphrodite
    Drowned on Kytherean tides

    And Kissed Her
    For from Her alone
    My lips would have known
    Enigmas of shadowy vistas

    Where pleasures took flesh
    And pain, remorseless
    Came freezing the breath
    Of raucous life hushed unto whispers

    Benighted.

    Inhaling the pale waning moonlight that crept
    Through the crypt of Her Lord who so lucidly slept

    Benighted.

    Exhaling the wail of black widowhood's toll
    Waxing eternal night entered Her soul

    [II. A Murder of Ravens in Fugue]

    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
    Encircled by glyphs midst Her sin-sistered cult

    With hangman's abandon She plied spiritworlds
    To Archangels in bondage
    From light to night hurled
    Cast down to the earth where torment would unfurl.......

    But soon,
    Her tarot proved
    Hybrid rumours spread like tumours
    Would accrue
    And blight Her stars
    However scarred
    To better bitter truths
    Of cold bloodbaths

    As bodies rose
    In rigid droves
    To haunt Her from their
    Shallow burials imposed
    When wolves exhumed
    Their carthen wombs
    Where heavy frosts had laboured long
    To bare their wounds

    To the depths of Her soul they pursued
    Wielding their poison they flew
    Like a murder of ravens in fugue

    And knowing their raptures
    Would shatter Her dreams
    She clawed blackened books for damnation's reprieve
    Baneful cawed canons on amassed enemies

    So Hallow's Eve
    As She received
    Like Bellona to the ball
    Those enemies
    Fell-sisters heaved
    Her torturies
    Cross stained flagstones
    To Her carriage reined to flee

    But She knew She must brave the night through
    Though fear crept a deathshead o'er the moon
    Like a murder of ravens in Fugue

    For each masked, jewelled gaze held dread purpose
    Horror froze painted eyes to cold stares
    And even Her dance
    In the vast mirrors cast
    Looked the ill of Her future
    If fate feasted there....

    [III. Eyes That Witnessed Madness]

    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
    Her life whispered grief like a funeral march
    Twisted and yearning, obsessed an entranced
    With those succumbing to cruelty
    Crushed 'neath the gait of Her dance
    A whirlwind of fire that swept through the briers
    Of sweet rose Her thickets of black thorn had grasped...

    She demanded the Heavens and forever to glean
    The elixir of Youth from the pure
    Whilst Her lesbian fantasies
    Reamed to extremes
    O'er decades unleashed
    Came for blood's silken cure

    But Her reign ended swiftly
    For Dark Gods dreamt too deep
    To heed Her pleas

    When Her gaolers were assailed
    With condemnations from a priest
    Who'd stammered rites
    In the dead of night
    For maidens staining winding sheets

    And She postured proud
    When Her crimes were trowelled
    And jezebelled to peasant lips
    Though She smelt the fires
    That licked limbs higher
    To the tortured cunts of accomplices

    So ends this twisted fable's worth
    And though spared the pyre's bite
    By dint of nobled bloodlined birth
    Her sins (crimes) garnered Her no respite

    Forever severed from the thrill of coming night
    Where slow Death alone could grant Her flight

    "The Spirits have all but fled judgement
    I rot, alone, insane,
    Where the forest whispers puce laments for me
    From amidst the pine and wreathed wolfsbane
    Beyond these walls, wherein condemned
    To the gloom of an austere tomb
    I pace with feral madness sent
    Through the pale beams of a guiltless moon
    Who, bereft of necrologies, thus
    Commands creation over the earth
    Whilst I resign my lips to death
    A slow cold kiss that chides rebirth
    Though one last wish is bequeathed by fate
    My beauty shalt wilt, unseen
    Save for twin black eyes that shalt come to take
    My soul to peace or Hell for company"
    [These quoted words were acted out by Ingrid Pitt, a famous horror actress who played as Elizabeth in the 1970 Hammer Classic: "Countess Dracula"]

    My soul to Hell for company

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    Desire In Violent Overture

    Nights came tralling ghost concertos
    Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
    Playing torture chamber music allegretto
    Conducting over throes trashed to crescendo

    Skinless the dark shall scream
    Hoarse Her symphonies

    Deathmashed as the moon
    That had lifted Her dreams
    And frowned on the winding steps down
    To where the vulgar strayed,
    Taunting sick Her tender prey
    She glided in Her bridal gown

    How sleep the pure
    Desire in Violent Overture

    An emanation of phantom madness
    The Countess beheld in shroud
    By girls bereft of future vows
    Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
    Burning like a brand on the countenance of god
    A yearning took Her hand to His Seraphim, bound

    Deep red hissed the cat whips
    On the whim of ill-will
    Whilst She entranced, nonchalant, abliss
    Flayed further songs of overkill

    How weep the pure
    Desire in Violent overture

    In a crescent-whime cellar of crushed roses
    Pooled blood and broken dolls
    A torchlit shadow theatre souled
    With the echoed cries of lives She stole

    Killing time
    She struck the hours dead
    In Her control
    Thus menopaused
    Her clock of hacked out cunts
    Began to toll

    "Thirteen chimes of ancient strain
    I conjure forth with dirge
    That fills the void with timbred pain
    To fulfil my sexual urge"

    Frights came wailing from the Darkside
    Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
    Velvet, their voices coffined Her in slumber
    Bespattered and appeased
    As pregnant skies outside bore thunder

    How sleep the pure
    Desire in violent overture

    As when high winds
    Attune whipped trees
    Her savage nature pitched
    Would once again conduct the pleas
    Of those She loved to agonies

    As if it were
    The first time every night
    That She carved Her seal
    In the flesh of life.

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