1. Walpurgis Eve

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2. Yours Immortally…

Bedight, this pre-aestival
Festival drew darkly near
And our delight at its festival
Was a roar to rival loosed Fenrir

Let the Hellish celebrations begin
Ragnarok is rolling, magma abrim
The blackest mass the Brocken has ever seen
Invoking Loki, smoking the red weed

We listen to the Glorification
Of Chernobog in a fog of elation
Denial is the vilest form of blasphemy

Standing on the cliffs that kiss burning winds
We are risen together
Brazen, exalting, a hiss of triumph rings
I am yours
...Yours immortally

Tonight the rites are right for raising spirits on
The Devil's Pulpit, The Witches Altar
The dead will dance macabre
To Chaos Magick psalters

A heavy thunder shadowing lightning
Forged for Judgement Day
Announces greater wonder, citing
Heralds on the starry way

And I held you like St Vitus
As the Sabbat Incept to play
Before the fever swelled to bite us
And we were swept to waylay
May Day

Standing on the cliffs that kiss burning winds
We are rising together
Brazen, exalting, a hiss of triumph rings
I am yours
...Yours immortally

Only those tortured
Could profess such festive scenes
And melodies
Of raucous wrought debauchery

No arthritic, sullen Goya
For this fresh Walpurgis Eve
Our flesh it breathes
Full of fantastic symphnoies

Witness the fires reflected in infernal eyes
That blaze, alive
Eternal ties
Have trussed amazing lusts together

Procession, banquet, black mass, orgy

If our world were to cease right now
In the midst of this
Wide naked bliss, these started scared vows
I would break the universe in two
Just to side with you
To face the jealous heavens down

Excite the terse miscarriage
Of first light that thirsts to slay
This night versed with the marriage
Of you and I
And all who dare to stray

3. Enshrined In Crematoria

This night is chilled by ghosts
And the woods are full of werewolves
My heart is pounding with the stars
I feel the darkness rising

I'm blessed, addressed
By a viuce if sweet caresses
Intoxication feeds
This freed reality
My inspiration speaks
Enshrined in crematoria

A sight of winged delight
Two great cherubin abreast her
Encase her grave, like once I prayed
Upon her sacred chest there

None more tragic for the lovelorn addict
Than the death of a beautiful girl

Although I was the author of sin
That compelled her wings to furl
She represents the pleasant scent
Of asphodel in this wretched world

Moonlight
Announce the presence of God again
The Ark of the Tragedian
Glitters like bright Hittite treasure

At best, obsessed
With her loss and my excesses
Judgementalism heaped
Upon the mercy seat
Means nothing to her sleep
Enshrined in crematoria

The trees are gaunt
But the cemetery beckons
Before her marble colonnades
I feel a stirring in the temple

As Israel waited with bated breath
As the foot of Mount Sinai
So I sated my wait for death
And miracles from on high
In wine and finite poetry
As fires bathed the sky

Moonlight
Announce the presence of God again
The Ark of the Tragedian
Church to her virgin measure

My tethered heart, a sacrificial lamb
Thrashes madly as the Lioness approaches

Moonlight
Announce the presence of God again
The Ark of the Tragedian
Is built on biblical pleasures

Poe-esque, grotesque
In my need for this catharsis
Her dark commandments teach
Through my prolific reach
A taste so bittersweet
Enshrined in crematoria

I find phantasmagoria
Enshrined in crematoria

4. Deflowering The Maidenhead, Displeasuring The Goddess

Cracked mirrors scatter reflection
Beauty falls from her state of perfection

Good Grace has fled this dream
While the cat's away the rats will ravage

Despotic, necrotic fingers
Have lingered with rape's affection
Hoods face this global scene
As they stoop to prey nature grows more savage

She shudders at our foetal, fatal touch
Heavenly her body reft and left amongst the dead
Once grateful seeds in her natal hutch
Our species breeds, deflowering the maidenhead

Religions caw epistles
Twisted laws extend their thistles
A crown to justify
Our place atop this hellbound carriage

This judgment has come from on high
Deforesters pray to the amplified sky
Stripped of her gowns, temples ripped down
Her curses hearse now
This judgment has come from on high
Look to her spears with true fear in your eyes

Summoning the coven, The Four Horsemen, Eschaton
She, the sumptuous Earth deep scars were forced upon
Queen Catastrophia seer renewal grew to see
Humanity in ruins sped to death on rotten knees

We freed the flames that came to haunt her
The greed that tore her elvish bodice
She was the storm that warmed to slaughter
Our selfish needs displeasuring the Goddess

Plastering disasters, faster pandemics appear
Anthropocentric pockets, last plagues are spreading near
Grand levelling with seven tongues acerbic, whore-astride
As the oceans swell in venom at our slick black ecocide

This judgment has come from on high
Poisoners choke on the smoke-ridden sty
Forewarnings ignored, faith in a Lord
Life's blessings uncared for
This judgment has come from on high
Suffer this kiss as she whispers goodbye

Goodbye

What have we done?
And what have we become
In this distance from our Mother
From the gates of late Eden?

Blinded, undone
Glowering into the sun
A world of mass congestion smothered
In the waste of late Eden

And what of her?
Gaia, Cybele
Where is jewelled Ishtar
That shone forth like the stars?

Now maniacal
Now maniacal she moves against us all
To destroy, recreate anew
To dance amok amidst annihilation

Extinction greets foul creatures left
Deflowering the maidenhead
Displeasuring the Goddess

5. Blackest Magick In Practice

I wish upon a star
And think of all the things
I should have asked
Instead, I let the moment pass
And now I'm bleeding
On her faded photographs

Tears
So hard to swallow
Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I hould have followed
My inamorata to the grave

Uncertain words my heart denied
Now seem so trival
I lost all the night she died

Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the wors
Blackest Magick put to practice

I remember then
When the Atutumn moon
Would turn us back again
We'd laugh and bask
Amidst the underworld of men
Both citing Baudelaire
As our immortal saviour

Tears
So hard to swallow
Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I hould have followed
My inamorata to the grave

Words are so benumbing
In my head, I hear the drumming
Summoning, the dead are coming
From fetid crypts my lips create

Now grave powers start to rise
Deflowerers shall suffer
Those witness to your sacrifice

Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the wors
Blackest Magick put to practice

I think upon our time
Those golden summers
Of love echo so sublime
As do winters drinking
Too much festive wine
Now the seasons shift
Neath a creeping mist of horror

Malfeic entities
I call upon thee
Vibrating cosmic threads
With shredded flesh
Manifest destinies
For those opposing me
Everyone is killable
Some just choose a vulgar death

Now we will see
What terrors shall be
The dark crimson sea
Drags the sun to oblivion

Faced demons
Arousing fire with tongues
Laced with vicious memories
Spatter twisted trees

Rape is returned a thousandfold
In the garden of unearthly delights

Only when their minds lie in ruin
Will I then hand them the knife

Towers fall like broken skies
Crashing through to Hell
Where amid the debris, angels writhe

Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the wors
Blackest Magick put to practice

Death left me hopelessly blinded
Resigned to the wrongs of his design
I will never be alright
Never be alright
Never see the light
That shone in the heart of heaven

6. The Monstrous Sabbat (Summoning The Coven)

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7. Hammer Of The Witches

Breastfed red dementias
Familiar with their suckled hostess
Unhinge her bridle scold
A quest for misadventure
Wrests her glare of buckled gnosis
From bloodstained floor to holy centrefold

Death is tensing to explode

Inquisitioners sought her
Scenting the bent in her veins
Stripped and readied for torture
Enslaved to shame

The fist of humanity taught her
Scissors and spiked tourniquet
Dionysian daughter
Pressed to confess from the pain

I say "Toll the demon bell
The rotting hearts of Man
Shall light the path from Hell"

Vestial desecrators
Familiar with her secret ewers
Soon tied to licking flame
Rest their 'tests' fir kater
As sweet revebge frin reejubg sewers
Ybciuks abd skudes amidst this unfair game

A Storm is rolling in
Unleash the fucking curse...
Calling the fallen
Crawling from the shadows of God

Now their tables turn, blind faith learns
Papal sermons oft have lied
Save that the coven the Black Goat governs
Is very much wide-eved, alive

She summons prool
On virulent wings, a plague is coiming
Cuntfire-hoofed
From mating with the Devil
On the torchlit Brocken

Baphometic by design

A penchant vent for vengeance
Cut deep by horrors fought
Those dungeon-screams for mercy
Shalt keep for everybody

Nine circles down they heard her
Ten times the hecatomb
A thousand souls for those church-murdered
Dark ken align to render doom

Their punishment overdue

Striking unbiblical chords that roar
Invoke raw branded skies
As forked lightning feeds the hordes of war
Her broken hands revive

For sisters, missed, once powerless
Toungues torn out by the root
Fell whispers rose to a seething congress
Of spirits born for Death's pursuit

Never a dusk so drunk on lust
Caressed the cobbles red
Frights she called, the flights of Ghouls
Left little of their brittle flesh

Judgment night descended
Like the bonfire's fall of ashes

Inquisitioners slaughtered
Venting the dent in her brain
Stripped and readied, debauchers
Prepared to stain

The gist of humanity taught her
Intolerance, murder in vein
Dionysian daughter
Soon to deliver the pain

I say "Toll the demon bell
The rotting hearts of Man
Shall light the path from Hell"

And refreshed of this dementia
Their thumbscrews,
Pears and cruel whiplashes
She turns her craft
To the next fat sacred grove

8. Right Wing Of The Garden Triptych

Death darkens all
Right wing of the garden triptych
Left marks The Fall
The middle ground apocalyptic

Why stay the grim inevitable
And play out with a whimper?
Fate is raising armies of our faith

Now
The future cows
Before the vows
Prophets thunder from the heavens

We seek to justify
Our seed spread far and wide
The eve that virtue died
Bore witness to this plague

Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons

Here...

This the sore beginning
To the war to end all wars

Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, this hate brings fever
Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, the great bereaver

Throw wide splintered lichgates
To the eldritch show's return

Unforgiving proof accural begs this cruel rebirth
A living fuel for the blaze of renewal, razing the earth
Pariahs and Messiahs of the highest worth
Fodder for the denizens of risen, hissing Hell

Nothing screams out mercy more than
Vivisection of the soul

Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung, all base deceivers
Coddle Abaddon
God, you got it wrong, now fall believers

Liars and deniers, thick in the mire's grasp
Treacherous and lecherous
Retching a sick bloodbath

Peace sits alone
Midst the desecration sewn
Like a stony queen of winter, throned

This the penalty for lust
Long dreaded, read in scripture
Vain pleasures fed to paint this...

Now
The future cows
Before the vows
Prophets thunder from the heavens

We seek to justify
Our seed spread far and wide
The eve that virtue died
Bore witness to this plague

Great Hellscapes rape enflamed horizons

Here...

Gotterdammerung
Gotterdammerung

A twilight for bone idols, sewer-suicidal from the heights
A dead man's stance to prayer, deafened ears to mortal plight
Pleas and effigies, clergy bang to rites
Belief is superficial when the missals dance alight

Death darkens all
Right wing of the garden triptych
Left marks The Fall
The universe is, at worst, ecliptic

9. The Vampyre At My Side

Accompanied by bloodshed
Neath the Reaper's sallow craw
In league with fallen angels
Came a wolf unto my door

A portrait of perfection
Potent her siren song
I spread my dreams beneath her feet
And had them royally pissed upon

Burning with this itching sickness of a tortured soul

Cloying
She exudes a lure more animal than human
Intoxicationg chemistry
Baiting masturbators with a dominand handshake

This wicked bitch
Cruella to the bone
Each vivid stich
Just ties me to her throne
In exaltation
She builds on endless lies
Mircalla, Maleresian
Architect of my demise

Burning with this witching sickness of a tortured soul

Toying
I shudder at her touch so wonderful
Akin to a hepless pin
Snatched in maiden flight by a savage magnet

She's the boot heel kiss of annihilation

Gilded cunt worship
A war of hormones swarming south
As Insects hived in her succulent skull
Make a beeline for the honey mouth

My life once breathed like a ouija board
Just ghosts of 'yes', mostly ignored
So I whised for her and like tragedy she came
Dispensing hatred

Death amongst us all
The hypnotic guest that permeates the ball
Is a creature who has leeched me, beautiful
And beguiling in enticing whispers

And lest she breaks the fall
Be prepared for shattered miracles
The moon has never shone so red and terrible
As on that night my madness rose to kiss her

Strife then seethed like a terrible sea
Buried in a life lost prematurely
Classic Poe had no horrors on me
When her claws had dug deep enough

Enough!

Once hurting, for certain
A curtain of dark ravens has risen
Asserting 'nevermore'!

Nevrmore!

Burning with the lifting sickness of a tortured soul

Joying
In the turn of her infernal final screw
Laughter masked Saturnalia
As the mallet in my linen wished her grin anew

That wicked bitch
Cruella to the bone
Each vivid stich
Just tied me to her throne
In exaltation
She built on endless lies
Mircalla, Maleresian
Architect of my despise

In exaltation
My sweet revenge presides
For I have lived through Sodom and tomorrow
And the vampyre at my side

10. Onward Christian Soldiers

Aching floorboards spoke my name
In the belly of the beast to foreign shores
In tune with tides that whispered fame
And fortune for our humble Lord

Ecclesiastical banners
Unfurl in the manner
Of those who seek conquest and gain

Sail forth for Outremer
The Promised Land prised from the hands
Of blasphemers amassing there
Awakened from the desert sandscapes

Onward Christian soldiers
Fated Nazareth and Bethlehem
Have fallen to an enemy bolder
It is said to widespread slaughter and rape

We are all sinners, enslaved to the cross
God wills The Great War to erase
The Judaic acres, the Mohammedans
In defence of our revenant faith

Political prowess takes to the stage
A pilgrimage led bu the sword
The sweet maiden blast of our clarion rage
Against the foul heretic hordes

The blazing invader Crusader parade
Vatican sanctioned and Mammon adored

Now, papal-led to die
The fatal battle cry
A natural army vies
For stretching Christendom

Wide, we slay the infidel
Remiss our way to Hell
Pay well the wishing well
With golden martyrdom

Scaling the towers with power ordained
Dark flowers of infamy bud

Ransacking, hacking off Saracen reign
The temple drinks claret in floods

Mercy forgotten in our ill-gotten gain
Of women and innocent blood

Death abides in this domain of ashes
The streets are stained
With the butchered foe
Now I hear the bells of triumph ringing
As they lay there rotting in their thousand shrouds
Beneath the clouds
That skitter and scatter
Dispersions on the truth of heaven

We are all sinners, enslaved to the cross
God wills The Great War to erase
The Judaic acres, the Mohammedans
In defence of our revenant faith

No crescent moon
No prophet of doom
Shall wail above Jerusalem
Vast hypocrites
All grasping for glitz
Have taken The Mount and The Tomb

Here in the kingdom of loss

11. Blooding The Hounds Of Hell

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