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| 11:38 | 
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The destroying genius of idols
Will shroud the world with utter lies Dance the cobbles, his abode named Dis Portraits have spoken their masters distress Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen this Failing Enochian tapestries Depict the prince of fallen virtues In almost poetic rhapsody Masterbate to the sound of the knell The Patchetic stench of dying children Perhaps our fall is certain Limbs entwined in absolute contoursion Please put off your veil Your heart is blameless And I shudder for knowing it A hot May makes a fat churchyard And Lychfowel breed in chaotic frenzy Her cry was the saddest of all earths sounds Trauma bites hard the hearts of Kin Swept away by a moments sadness They say rage is a brief madness By way of the beloveds farewell Give back to nature what we first did take And monuments would slowly fill The agendas' of Kings and Queens In silence our faces bleed The holy voice torn away by the gale Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you Love is a game where both players cheat Gone is the tale of Hero and Leander Women are angels yet wedlock's the devil To have and to hold but death no longer parts Harlots and sluts, whores of our world Expose their stinking vaginas' Many who have no will of their own Hold their souls towards the sinister bloom Are you rich oh lord of vanity As you peddle your wears of cruelty Dressed up so you look the part So blind, it's ignorance you wear Quite brutal beyond belief Sores that weep their septic tears Dragged out through war torn lifetimes And death shall feast on us all The mills of God grind slowly The adorable light of that which is most divine The fascination of her shape With mansions of awe and splendour Elegant in simplicity So at last your faith rewards you Through fields enriched with pastel shade And fragrant lavenders soft to smell You laugh and drink wine of no great age Nature does scent the farthest shores Face to face your angelic host All hopes in you imperishably kept Is God your wish and all your dreams If your body is frail then yes by all means Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you |
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| 2. |
| 4:51 |
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Remove the marks
Uphold the race How the king is blind Endowed with joy Irritable speech Break your back to help the wrteched My blood has learned what fear is My skin itching insane My mouth spills with excrement Eyes burned away My spine crooked and stamped on Feet nailed together Genitals savaged with broken glass Snap my ribs for pleasure God Is Alone Children broke before me Fathers kicked to death Sad tune on jade flute Mothers die in sex Yawning wounds on tiny bodies And dew falls on quivering flesh Turn and watch the edge Focus on satisfaction Unbelievable self extinction Admire cloned convictors Will the beast fall Will God save us. |
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| 3. |
| 3:42 |
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Hang over me the drape
Of superfluous Horror Aside Nocturnal trapping Wallow in my Art Crying and dying My sexual ecstasy The crimson stream That flows from you Magnificent, Supine, Red heaven gapes at me Dragged across putrid ground Mother scorns my glove A vile red heap I gorge my selfish dream Polite garden party If only they knew Lick the eyes To make them shine Peel the peach Cold with time The weight of fantasy That is not even mine Smell her wounds Rich more than wine The crimson stream That flows from you. |
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| 4. |
| 6:10 |
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Beauty is fragile, and time eats at it
This passion play Smothered in effort, The thrash of naked limbs Glistening skin Close your eyes, the whispered sighs Frightening lust Sweet was her breath, tasted by mine Words are more effective when concealed Through the halflight on her body My fearful hands tremble their way Take me, anywhere that you like Hold me, deep within. Do what you like Take me, anywhere. Warm the night Take me, take me, take me With the lights low, and you naked on the warm floor Me besides you, softly kissing, caressing Make love to her while she's crying I could die now, and die happy |
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| 5. |
| 6:29 |
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Il en coute A qui vous reclame
Medecins du corps et de l'ame O temps! O moeurs! J'ai beau crier Tout le monde se fait payer |
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| 6. |
| 5:18 |
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The pain never stops
The race ignore me I sit here twisted, and it hurts me. The Son is near His way made for him Among the hopes Ten thousand suffering Oh how my heart aches The brilliant stories cascade about me To be handsome again Thou art all deformed, and I feel your pain What I touch with my hand, I touch with my heart. The affection of stillness Kiss the hand that blesses me And as the panting ceased My blood runs now fierce This when I was young, before I knew nothing Now I'm the hunted, for the guilt that stains my hands. |
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| 7. |
| 6:36 |
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Lay down with beasts, and welter in my gore
Fill your cups of Christ, I am the bloody earth Bright, riding in heaven. The player in rags White Bat is death? Feed it to pigs Rise to be a king, shining with power Down silent avenues, I live on Life You owe yours to me Wear Me around your neck Kneel And cry for me Son Father please help me Safe delivery of a handsome child Merry and sweet looking My endeavours to rise seem useless But I will fight the distance between us |
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| 8:04 |
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In soothe I lend a gracious ear
Your sobbing, somehow sexual Come to my bosom. The help I bring Is all my pleasure you lonely, dear thing Oh, cruel love, when held by you My sanity does fly You lie there mourning with looks of desire 'T is beauty when you cry Drink my grieving love Desire and wine go well Sleep, I'll watch over you Relief? Time will tell Secrecy fosters passion You stay untouched I know you are alone With peace I care much |
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| 9. |
| 11:10 |
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See the light and feel my warm desire
Run through my veins like the evening sun It will live but no eyes will see it I'll bless your name before I die No person in everything can shine Yet shine you did, for the world to see All a man hath will he give for life? For life that's lost bleeds all over me I'd fallen before but it never hurt like this Don't leave me here to crawl through the mire I'm without fault before the throne of god Take from me the crown of sympathy What do you think you'll see? what do you think there will be? Sit down, did you see the sun? What will we become? Great ones? The mouths that dare not speak his name Behold them, raised, complete and fine The battle for our lives is oh, so brief Take my hand and please walk with me When I was young the sun did burn my face I let its love and warmth wash over me The melting voice of many, in the hush of night Whispering tongues can poison my honest truth Come dress me with your body, and comfort me I dreamt of a dead child in my sleep I wear a terrible mark in my head My clean, white bed, it calls to me, I must lie down And I want you to lay with me, in sympathy No sad adieus on a balcony, for one last time, just walk with me At the beautiful gate of the temple, we must be saved For deadened, icy pain covers all the earth |
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| 10. |
| 7:38 |
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Burdens of grief that weigh against me
Aid my tired eyes in their search for pitch Your kinds heart now pines For whom the gods love dies young Wrapped and confounded in a thousand fears The sadness I present, smiles with tears Where once I'd loved now lied forlorn beauty And wars abhorred by mothers No man lives so poor as he was born We don't remember pure sensations Gaze peacefully into the past I am dust , and to dust I shall return Belial, Mephisto, both shall burn me up Devour my sad whimperings The cutting whip is mine to feel No symphony in mind to colour my dreams Poena damni Sorrow everywhere Please pray for me When deep sleep falls on men Father hold me I am yours to bear Ad te In the play which he has written for the world Night is the mother of sleep Old age is a malady of which one dies Augury of a better age Sages as far as the beard Their wounds smelled so sweetly Temptation, the father of my lust Chalcedony shines like the new born Stricken I'd raise my dripping limbs Splendid was the innocentcs fall Laugh to scorn would our foe Amid wars laws are silent Drop by drop in sleep upon the heart Falls the labrious memory of pain In the rich upheavel of vast choirs Death shall flee from me Misericordium et judicium Adhoest pavimento AD te levavi ocolus meos Verba mea auribus |
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| 11. |
| 3:45 | 
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