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"Mirror, mirror on the wall. Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all?. For if I shall see thy Will be done. Grant Me the Witchcraft of thy tongue". . Three moondials froze in the shadow of six.
"Oh, sweet Midian. I burn for thee at heart. Don't despair me. Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather. To where pleasure rings deep secrets.
Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night. Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light. A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas. Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed.
Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night. Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light. A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas. Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall. Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all?. For if I shall see thy Will be done. Grant Me the Witchcraft of thy tongue". . Three moondials froze in the shadow of six.
From the primeval mass. Let precious chaos vent. Sacred flesh drenched in fornication. Beloved by Set. May the winds gather her together. From the secrets of men.
Biblical choirs soar beyond veiled light. A swansong for ravens trapped flapping in night. . A tragic yet magickal fall from grace. Too awful to taste for the led and the chaste.
I pace, alone. In a place for the dead. Overcome by woe. And here, I've grown. So fond of dread. That I swear it's heaven. . Oh sweet Mary,. Dressed in gray.
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.
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.
"Archangel, Dark Angel. Lend me thy light. Through death's veil. Till we have Heaven in sight!". . "Archangel, Dark Angel. Lend me thy light. Through death's veil.
Through arcades where shimmering snowfall. Lay in state with the sad and damned. A rent lament barely flung above a whisper. Drew Me like a ghost to the haunts of Man.
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Led to other worlds. By the girls she curled within. I took their skins to see her. Be my mannequin. . Be my mannequin. I cannot remember. How it was that we first met.
I was born with a birthmark of cinders. Debris cast from the stars and mother. A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters. Of life that ran slick from the stab wounds in her.
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.
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.
Nights came tralling ghost concertos. Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows. Playing torture chamber music allegretto. Conducting over throes trashed to crescendo.
Come distortured artists. Bitter things seek meaning. Even if they're madness to behold. Once forbears to horizons. Where the dead stayed dreaming. Now nightmares waken souls.