album: "The Manticore And Other Horrors" (2012)
1. The Unveiling Of O
[Instrumental]2. The Abhorrent
I sing desolation
On the breath of centuries
Bringing annihilation
Slaughter courses through my enemies
I was not always so cold
Once upon a crime in times of favour
I had lived a God amongst the bold
Like a true poetic saviour
But my people were dissolved
By the flames of righteous strangers
My name blackened ten thousandfold
Death grew to know me...
As the abhorrent
Stricken from the light
As dividing curses poured
I was hiding in the thickening mire
Biding for my war
I'm climbing up the years to get you
From a dark abyssic scheme
Lovecraftian, part-Martian
To be the beast I used to be
My laureates of gold are sold
Horns spear the reddened sea
And by my transformed hand
Be sure
The Heavens hear your final screams
Tonight this world is burning
To a fulsome serenade
Arch nemesis, I'm the genesis
Of a raging plague about to break
Blue eyes rolled headlong to black
When the darkness drew me to her caresses
I was not always so co cold
Once upon a crime in times of old
I had lived a God amongst the folds
Of creeping epic failure
But my people were dissolved
By the flames of righteous strangers
My name blackened and deeds annulled
They grew to know me...
As the abhorrent
I'm a cemetery and a garden
Ripe with near-putrefied life
A phallus beginning to harden
On the philosophy of a prurient knife
I hear the dead begin to cry
Hostis Humanis Generis
My favorite leaden lullaby
On sacred eves I've asked for sacrifice
Mere moments of atonement
For your despise
A stern believer
That the great deceiver
Is your precious God
Whose preachers saw me demonised
Now, the sun it sets
On your nascent best of days
Time to rise
Gorgon, Calibos and Cane
Titans unrepentant
Lord Lucifer insane
If I am the Devil
I shall honour my spiteful name
Tonight this world is burning
To a fulsome serenade
Arch nemesis, the rest of this
Destructive wickedness is on its way
3. For Your Vulgar Delectation
Welcome with a stench of misadventure
Libertine and sibling things a grim
Slither forth through the gateway's hissing denture
The moon, one up on the chateau battlements
Gilds this torchlit drive to Shangri-la
This solstice calls like the piper to rodentia
Come join this hive of masqueraders
This eve is pure and pagan
Its teeth are in the past
Dark royalties of ancient caste
Feast in splendour
For your vulgar delectation
Decreed
That hunger shall be sated by the dawn
In marble ballrooms of delight
The erotic and the wicked dance alike
Virgin cunts aquiver at this foreplay for the spiteful
The cellars smelt abrim
With cracked wine and racked women
Are spiced for even Marquis appetites
Screams an aphrodisiac
For the blackest ever nightfall
Lords, heed the call
Vast boudoirs here
Are mastered by the minatory
Walls plastered with the base relief
Of baser glories
Ma Cherie Debauchery
Deflower of my life untie their bonds
And push these fantasies
To ever greater stories
For your vulgar delectation
Inhibit nothing, run free
Loose sore cauteries before me
Ripped, prolific scars
Are titbits on which to feed
The heathen hour strikes
Wrong the rites, beasts ravage for your soul
As lovely entrapment snaps her fingers
Hell comes crawling
This eve is pure and pagan
Its teeth are in the past
Let the cream of sinners learn at last
For your vulgar delectation
Decreed
That hunger shall be sated by the dawn
Dawn... burning, aghast
With the judgment that we spend upon the evil
We feed eternal hungriness
Exceeding vile deeds that were freed in this cathedral
For your vulgar delectation
Decreed
That horrors shall be waited on the ones
Who crave sin's innovations
4. Illicitus
Forlornucopial the wealth of misery
And favoured haunts of sorrow hold no lure
Deep swathes of gloom
that once cocooned me in dark livery
Now clothed me in suits ill-borrowed from the pure
Alas it's true
The beast you knew
Found breath anew
In the heartstrings of love's assassin
She was a huntress
And an alabaster bride
A Venus not averse to taking sides
And in all my centuries
Bar Carmilla in cerise
Never had I fallen save for foolish pride
As we walked, our affrighted lanterns
Fed the lengthy shadows with their tallow lullabies
The fragrant night air chilled by sighted phantoms
Clouds drew
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