| Amor E Morte 6:44 Her bouquets are wilted Too long has She slept Their cruel red mouths darkened To bowed silhouettes I saw in a new moon With Her scent on my breath But then all to soon Came the hunger for flesh I held Her in eyes like necropoli Laying Her on a tomb with a view Lighting Her from Her feet To the stars in Her hair Drove sweet blood to Her throat And My lips parted there (In the tone of splintered bone) She screams benighted My limbs ignite A carneal carnivore On all fours to go... An ebon Nemesis From torture gardens of Dis Having never breathed an Eve As far narcotic as this Two spellbound hellhounds Hearts pounding loud Racing Heaven out of focus Under quicksilver clouds "God is maimed come let us prey..." To lunar deities that pave deadways Twixt the living and the grave Amor e Morte To cast our fearl shadows there We made Love bleed on a Deathbed shared Where, begging Me to feed To best be Were... I licked Her wounds and ate Her rare Argentinum spurred her watnon words incurred A sin ridden tongue To open trading in fur Never were those gates of pearl So rubbed to their cusp Never were the Worlds above So bitten with the bestial... Seraphim fell like guillotines Giving gracious head Instead of harking prophecies And how our brother sang Amor e Morte In the thick evergreens Theirs was a chorus for raucous souls Shifting shape and lifting napes To commemorate Erotic stains Amor e Morte Unfasten thy masque Come skyclad to my arms Leave thy gown a dark pool at thy feet I yearn musky valleys that no Man hath seen The chill keen of stars Over Yew and deep wooded ravines A hidden meridian Where Midian may be... In black antlered glades Encunted in this forest Goddess She whispers My name I buck under flames Animal nitrates Howling through my veins I ride riptides that wrest and writhe to the fore New lusts ecllipsing lips That brought me to this verge of War With inner beasts unleashed To feast, fuck and run Rampart in chase of She wolf pacts Forged on heat with setting Suns I love the night It would murder My soul Should I ever fall blind For though thy flesh haunts I keep also in mind The stampede of clouds From Dusk's predatory sky Purple versed like the funeral hearse That first turned thee over to My... Unbridled kiss when I found thee in mist Dressed for the sepulchre My Demon bride... "God is maimed come let Us prey..." To Lunar Deities that pave deadways Twixt the living and the grave Amor e Morte Ours was a chorus for raucous souls Shifting sape and lifting nape To commemorate Erotic stains Amor e Morte Amor e Morte |
| Her Ghost in the Fog 6:24 "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 |