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
 Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids
Maleficent in dusky rose
Gathered satin lapped Her breasts
Like blood upon the snow
A tourniquet of Topaz
Glistened at Her throat
Awakening, pulled from the tomb
Her spirit freed eclipsed the moon
That She outshone as a fallen star
A regal ornament from a far flung nebular

Her likeness hung in the black gallery
Commanding unease
Demanding of Death to breathe....

Midst the whirl and daylight fauna
Of society at court
Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought applause
Though Her torchlit shadow
Thrown upon damp cellar walls
Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled

Thirteen Winter solstices had shown
Her path, that the dark
Had marked its dominion
Spaying the confessor
Whose caresses she'd known,
As whipcord in the House of Dog
Her cold cunt meat on holy bone

Raped of faith, She now embraced
The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face
With this disdain, inside these veins
(Highborn wanton that She was)
She sought to keep what age would claim
Her soul was sold and for this toll
Reeking pyres ever smouldered
On the whims of one so in control
Elizabeth, mysterious.
Cruelty brought thee orchids
From the bowels of the abyss

Once upon atrocity when midwitches stifled cries
And carved abortive runes in reddened wombs
Exhumed by scrying eyes
Madness came upon
Her like an amourous lover's seed
Lifesblood splashed upon Her skin
In gouts torture unleashed

And to Her dead reflection
Twas as if Her pallor gleamed
Like an angel's warmed by candles
Where erotic stains had cleaved
So demons dragged this libertine
Lusts screaming for release
Upon the flesh of maidens preened
As canvas for caprice

Exacting obeisance
Her gaze held a seance
Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune
A sleeter mistress than Luna
Whose threats to consume Her
Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon

Flat on Her back
Pack-prey for the reams
Of verses and curses
That haunted Her dreams
Midnightmare chimed
Thirteen in Her mind
A disciple of scars
Branded years hissed behind
Ridden split-thighed
By the Father of lies
An ovation of wolves
Blushed the skies as they writhed

But Heaven is never forever
She came, a spent storm
From the clouds...

Leaving serpents in office
Inside every gate
To lick righteous holes
Blinding Lords to the fate
Of virgins forced naked
To defile on rent knees
Hacked and racked backwards
Menses choking their pleas

"More. Whore. More.
Twitching make me wet with thee
Carcass rub me raw"
 Scorched Earth Erotica
Sunset, expect
This to be your last with Our vast return
As Death is set
At three sixes where hill-beacons burn

Darkness, undress
Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar
Blood-red, yet still unfed
Lips distend ending, time to falter

Welcome, arms tied down crucified...
The slaughter

Lightening freezes seven
Outtakes from the rape of the world
Sins expelled from Heaven
Now befoul from the bowels of Hell

Where the tragic in theory and practice fell

Last prayers, hang in the air
Each unto their own rag and bonemeal saviours
Strung where crippled vultures dare
Golgotha
Coughs another cross to grave God's failure

Once the forests spired
Nurtured in Nature'heart
Now dreat cedars feed the pyres
Need-fires lit for greater harm
As Her children toy with razors

Sightless and deeply scarred
And the moon arose to phase Her
Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars

And lights Our path
Back through the shattered glass

(We come like drumming thunder
Tides enwreathed in scum and plunder
Kraken-teethed to tear asunder
All those too blind to see...)

Where the tragic in theory and practice meet

Deranged, uncaged
We rage like a plague through this age of greed
Sowers of discord, growing wars to reap
A terrible crop to beat a vicious retreat

Scorched Earth, rebirth
Disintered in the writhe of the lone survivor
Whose worth is worse than the curse
Of Sardonicus choking on his own saliva

Who shares the last laugh now
Dead wedded fates fulfil their vows?
Foot in mounth of sacred cows
Facedown in dust and poisoned ground...
 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
From the cradle to ensleva(traducida)
Dos mil años cebados como maniacos ahora despoiled nuestro sepulcro común el qué segundo venir necrophagous mueve hacia atrás de la horquilla para esclavizar? Las constelaciones de la hoz tachonan los velts que verdugón el cielo mientras que la luna amarga del invierno ronda las nubes, muerto-dead-eyed como la carne del padre que cambia de puesto debajo del matricide de seda... Watchful como ella era sobre Eden en donde cada arbour y huerta color de rosa ella barrieron ocultó silbar de una libido de la serpiente en un tryst antiguo con la catástrofe pronto que se guardará Oiga que silbando ahora en la brisa como a través de las arboledas pilladas de los soplos frescos carnales del horror del jardín A pero de diez mil millones almas esté oculto ver la madera de la descomposición para los árboles Éste es el tema a un rastrillo mejor de Nightchords del armageddon los cielos Pandaemonaeon ¿Y qué uso es rezos a ese ' dios '? Como concenus de la bahía de los diablos para que el espacio piss en su fe que arde y el cara mouldering de este mundo que un paraíso perdió de largo Éste es el extremo de todo oye el chora creciente que un nuevo amanecer traerá ¿Neath macabro de la danza el ' la inclinación de las estrellas más brillantes del zodiaco ahora reflejar en nuestro sino qué actividades enfermas serán liberadas cuando burnblack de esas luces? El darkside del espejo lanzó siempre nuestra parte posteriora de la maldad... Veo la serpentina en sus ojos la naturaleza de la bestia mientras que llegan las revelaciones Nuestros gritos se arrastrarán a los ángeles para ésos maldecidos en llamas compensan todos los sinners pierden su porción el día de juicio que debemos haber cortado nuestras pérdidas como en el calvary pero nuestros corazones como cruces pesadas llevaron a cabo la salvación inútil de la creencia, como una nación prometida destellaron una demanda ausente... Éste es el extremo de todo que usted ha sabido siempre enterrado como muerte vencida de la razón en la estación conducida como la nieve que mandilaba ¿Paz, amante frágil, dejado nos guerra fantasising en nuestras rodillas o carne nueva de Heiling de la orilla de otro fucker leída, entonces rugido a una cruz torcida y a una causa santa para qué más azótese al frenesí? Éste es el extremo de todo parte posterior las tragedias que los seraphim cantarán Los viejos adversarios después de la víspera ahora están agarrando detrás el olor de I el su cumming como webbed a través los cristales de la carne los condujeron por muerte canosa nunca a la izquierda que sueñan sodomías para impresionar en falta humana cuando hemos sangrado sobre nuestras rodillas Tablatures de la ley de la grava verá Gehennag pavimentada cuando caen los imperios y las pesadillas se arrastran de la horquilla para esclavizar... Éste es el extremo de todo
BABYLON A.D
Sangre en un giramiento estiratorio
como un cristo mecanico
con unos estigmas adoloridos, agujerados
Y tire mi trabajo, me conduje
a mi mismo en un martirio estrecho
para ver si derramaba compasión
o unas hermosas letanias del señor
Aunque el plan se enfermo
con el venir de los dias
los milenios enfermos se espesaron
con el claret que rocie
y pense que vieron rojo
deje una sucia mancha blanca
un nudo astillado en el grano
en ayuda del eden marital
Tan alegre por la locura
Camine desnudo por los muros hacia la luna
en sodoma y babilonia
y a travez de hermosas prostitutas
y lujosos corredores del vaticano
guie a un encendido PAPA BORGIA
Lei el TEXTO URILIA
para que los mortales se engusanarán
como cebo vivo para los muertos
Y mientras rompia la esperanza, ahogue
otro papa con cascaras de maná
dictando al MARQUES DE SADE
en las obscuras entrañas de LA BASTILLA
y mientras el escribía yo resoplaba
un fuerte golpe contra las cabezas reales de francia
y en el brillo de las guillotinas
vi a otros, caer, bailar
Era un incurable
necromantico viejo tonto
un phagadaena que se deslizo
a travez del pasado
un lobo rabioso en el monte
el filo de navaja de una regla
que las estrellas sobre todo
nunca presagiaron nuestro ultimo destino
Tan alegre por la locura
Hornee sueños, un poeta, para dormir
conviertiendo sermones con el olor de
dedos embrujados
donde malos recuerdos se deslizaron
quemando, como cuando DANTE (Alighieri)
fue libre para trazar el infierno
Engendre los medios y los esquemas
para atrapar visiones de costuras
y entre los caprichos...
Y medio los labios y los enrollamientos
de esta concha de mundo
entre ojos veria
una ninfa con ojos para mi
Ojos de fuego que fijaron mi vida en llamas
luces que sobrepasaron el arte
en vista, que el dolor no se intensificaba
podria recompensar sus secretos de mi corazón
No supe su nombre
a travez de su beso fue igual
sin un susurro de vergüenza
como virtudes o pecados
y presionado por su curva
senti que mi destino era guiado
a una maldtia nación condenada
a un grito permanente
Tan alegre por la locura
DUSK AND HER EMBRACE
When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake
And the mists steal in with ease
Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes
In adoration of the moon and thee

"They call as I to thee...."

And I will come, as if in dream
My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen
Of vengeful, ancient breed
Gilded with the pelts of many enemies
Erishkigal, raven-haired
Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair
I can taste thy scent by candlelight
Legs of porcelain traced and laced to their lair
Appease the beast on spattered sheets
Dyed unearthly red as sobriety weeps

Nocternity....
She shall come for me

A black velvet painting sprung to elegant life
Like a poignant Madonna perverted to night
And I have ridden from the westerning light
To expend my lust
Tear away the funereal dress
Know that I will escape from my death
Surrendered to the splendour of her sharpened caress

Lo! The pale moonlight
Weaves a poetic spell of vital death and decline
Of mist and moth and the hunger inside
Kisses took to fever and the fever, demise

"Through twilight, darkness and moonrise
My scarlet tears will run
As stolen blood and whispered love
Of fantasies undone"

Countess swathed in ebony
And snow-white balletic grace
Rouge-filmed lips procure the wish
For lust and her disgrace

Dusk and her embrace

We shall flit through the shadows
Like a dream of (were)wolves in the snow
Under deadly nightshade
Still warmed with the kill´s afterglow

Beneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me
(Beneath the stars taste the death in me)
Bequeath to me thy fiery kiss
To sever thin mortality

Elizabeth
My heart is thine
Thy fragrant words Warm within like wine....

"Let me come to thee
With eyes like Asphodel
Moon-glancing, loose desires free
To writhe under my spell"

Ereshkigal, raven-haired
Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair
I know thy scent by candlelight
Immortal flesh I yearn to share
Appease the beast on spattered sheets
Dyed malefic red as sobriety weeps
Nocternity
She shall come for me....

Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubus
How the full embosomed fog
Imparts the night to us....
DUSCK AND HER EMBRACE(TRADUCIDA)
Cuando el sol ha llorado sobre el lago calmado
Y las nieblas roban en con la facilidad
Covened lobos son sus nucas misteriosas disonantes
En adoración de la luna y thee

" Ellos se llaman como mí a thee .... "

Y vendré, como si al sueño
Mi Reina lánguida, oscura y brillante Malaresian
De clase vengativa, antigua
Dorado con las pieles de muchos enemigos
Erishkigal, cuervo-haired
Thy la seducción atormenta el castillo en la desesperación erótica
Puedo probar el olor de ti a la luz de las velas
Las piernas de porcelana remontada y laced a su guarida
Apacigüe la bestia sobre hojas salpicadas
Teñido sobrenatural rojo como la moderación llora

Nocternity....
Ella vendrá para mí

Un terciopelo negro que pinta saltado a vida elegante
Como una Virgen conmovedora pervirtió a la noche .