Nymphetamine ha diviso. I fan più intransigenti dei vampiri inglesi hanno storto il naso di fronte ad un disco meno "COF style" e più "metal oriented", ma d'altra parte Dani e soci hanno acquistato nuove schiere di fan amanti di un metal estremo che forse si è troppo adeguato alle logiche commerciali. Ma sarebbe ingiusto dare un brutto giudizio su questo concerto. Immortalata su DVD, l'esibizione dei Cradle of Filth nella Parigi francese rappresenta forse un ottimo manifesto delle loro capacità in sede live, ma soprattutto rappresenta l'affascinante atmosfera che in un loro concerto si respira, tra musica e teatralità pura. E non è da considerarsi solo una promozione del discreto Nymphetamine, ma è anche una sorta di carrellata nella passata gloria dei vampiri in questione.
Alla prima visione devo dire che mi ha fatto ridere l'intro recitata in modo "cattivo e maligno", ma l'atmosfera si fa coinvolgente prima con le discrete "Gilded Cunt" e "Nemesis", poi decisamente interessante con (a mio avviso) l'ottima "Mannequin". Ed è qui che decolla decisamente lo show: "The Black Goddess Rises", "A Gothic Romance", "Her Ghost in the Fog" e la trascinante "Nymphetamine" fanno un figurone in sede live e sono affascinanti i vari acrobati che si alzano sopra la testa del grassoccio Dani Filth. Dani grida, si muove, si infuria con la band che offre una buonissima prestazione. Lo show continua decisamente bene con "Tortured Soul Asylum" (che brividi sentire la sua introduzione....) e l'immortale e oscura "The Forest Whispers My Name". E quant'è bello sentire la potenza di "The Promise of Fever"! Manca solo un album da cui attingere, ed è Cruelty and The Beast. Chi si aspetterebbe la classicissima "Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids" rimarrà piacevolmente sorpreso nel sentire "Thirteen Autumns and a Widow" seguita dalla discreta "Mother of Abominations". Chiude il buonissimo concerto "From The Cradle To Enslave", un classico in sede live.
I bonus del DVD comprendono una specie di documentario in tour e in studio (Postcards from Vulgaria), una inutile photogallery e l'ottima sezione video da "Her Ghost in the Fog" fino a "Nymphetamine".
Consiglierei l'acquisto a chi ama i Cradle of Filth e vuole avere una conferma del loro ancora intrinseco valore. Lo consiglio a chi è rimasto deluso da Nymphetamine o da chi è rimasto interessato a vuole approfondire la loro conoscenza iniziando da un documento che ne testimonii le loro ottime doti di showmen.
Elenco tracce e testi
04 Gilded Cunt (00:00)
Your misery is worn as a veil
To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind
In place of eve a bitter parody hails
Daggers from the swagger
Of a sodomite's concubine
Bine (Bine)
Gilded cunt
Oh, you gilded cunt
Your thin pretence overstretched and sickly
Feigns love and light a long time laid in the grave
My preference leans to killing you quickly
Scissored in the gizzard
That a heart no more maintains
But I am tied
To the labyrinth and the beast
The one-way track of eyes
Black and grey like panzers
Loose your shell
Shoot the mouth
The gates of hell
Have often dropped their jaws about
Satan's agents were perversion to bear
Side to side with their diversions
You use to guide my fingers there
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Dirty little gold digger
Cunt (Cunt)
Gilded cunt
Oh, you gilded cunt
Cunt
Cunt
Nothing is above you save a boreal light
That halo paid for by a consummated ring of ice
And below you, will I see you tonight
Glower from your tower
Built of ivory and spite?
For I am torn
Between the sheets that keep me borne
And the teeth of a storm
They reap then rend my stanzas
Click your heels
Three times six
The stars are fixed
May I climb and get you one?
The palace at Versailles never held your tongue
Nor did heaven ever weather
The crosses that you came upon
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Dirty little soul frigger
Cunt (Cunt)
Gilded cunt
Oh, you gilded cunt
Cunt
Cunt
Take your pain and shove it up your asshole
Take your pain and shove it up your asshole
Take your pain and shove it up your asshole
Take your pain and shove it up your asshole
Take your pain and shove it up your asshole
Take your pain and shove it up your asshole
05 The Promise Of Fever (00:00)
In the beginning
Rimmed with wind and storm
A great black wrath of infinite math
Spat snarling into form
And there was heaven
Lit up with precious stones
Each one could fall but for the rule
Of Faith and love and stronger thrones
And therein rose vast wonders
Affections to be seen
Fathered from the plundered
Reflections of a dream
Fogging into nightmare
For him whose place was set
With wayward stars that absent, marred
All creation with their theft
In the beginning
Bewinged and ringed with dawn
This favoured Avatar, enthralled
Swansongs from thosethat thronged this shore
With Gabriel and Michael
He shone with fierce intent
For loyalty, their joy to see
Him spur the hymns to heaven(sent)
From the sculptured lips of seraphim
Whom Fate then cruelly rent
(Wtih sleight-fingered strains of harmony)
Each note to grim portent
As grinnning nimbus gathered
Over spires arabesque
For Him that blazed with holy praise
That for a jealous God was meant
Shining Feriluce
Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits
Basked in glory, flew
To lakes in sacred altitudes
Sweet haunting music swathed the breeze
With curling tongues that lapped His lead
As through thick mountain mist
He wandered curse
(with thoughts adrift)
Until at last, past grasping trees
He paused to draught forbidden streams
That whispered siren promises
To drown His thirst
(for sports amiss)
These waters held secrets
Liked raped russian dolls
Wherein evil and good
Tore His soul for control
And drunk with the verse of desire's first words
The weight of the universe
Slunk in rehearsed
Horror in numbers too great to discern
The rotting of worlds to the conqueror worm
And love a rare orchid so fragile in bloom
Espied gasping breath under dark-sheeted moons
Shining Feriluce
Reflected in a jaded mirror
Climbing from the noose
Of time in divine servitude
And thus a strange new melody
Of will and wanton fantasies
Whetted by the veiled, seen
Danced from His ashen lips
In red dawn scores, the silver scream
Of truth and Her dleted scenes
Was taken up as far, it seemed
As God His words eclipsed
(Those waters hid visions
Like butchers in war
Perverting the course
Of life's blood evermore....)
In the beginning
Skinned well with gibbous tones
Of countenance and ignorance
In equal measures sewn
A marbled arc of Angels
Sworn to the morningstar
Shared His pride and deep inside
Felt chill shadows sweep their cards
07 Mother Of Abominations (00:00)
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Ia, Ia, Cthulhu fhtagn
Mother of abominations
Our Lady Overkill
Grips the cosmic wheel
Smothering the congregation
A lover of acceleration
No mercy or brakes applied
I see dead stars collide
In her cold unflinching powerslide
Comets tear the skies
Gushing from a shattered silence
Never so alive
Minds desanitized
Like the rush of cum on nymphetamines
Nightchords rung on a ladder of violence
Sleek and polished black
Darkness fantasised
Instrumental in stripping Gods
To neuter and mute their staves
Thereafter
Her laughter
Shalt sound aloft their future graves
Fear the Gorgon eyes of a new moon rising
Heavens above
Expect no love
When she enters your golden halls
Millennial the whore
Riding wide astride the horns of madness
Clarions forth the war
Spilling the wine of her fornication
Perrenial the gore
Filling the lines between split nations
Seeping under doors
Mother of abominations
In time tides force a wider crack
Our Lady Overkill
Smothering the congregation
Licks the royal milk
The scourge hangs at her girdle
Death slathers near her heel
Her roared abortive labour
Seeking blood to curdle
When the gathered clouds reveal
Dripping into sabres
Thighs slick with molten steel
For Vulcan spawn to wield
Instrumental in stripping Gods
To neuter and lash her slaves
Thereafter
Her laughter
Shalt sound aloft the crashing waves
Heavens above
Fear the Gorgon eyes of a new caste rising
Expect no love
On sanguine floods
When they enter your golden halls
Hear the foregone cries of the last surviving
Skewered like doves
Outside these wailing walls
08 From The Cradle To Enslave (00:00)
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 clouds, 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 to 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 bitter Armageddon
Nightchords rake the heavens
Pandaemonaeon
And what use are prayers to that �god�?
As devils bay concenus for the space to piss
On your smouldering faith
And the 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
Dance macabre �neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick activities 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 losses 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 in season
Driven like the drifting snow
Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
On our knees or another fucker�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 of 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
11 Her Ghost In The Fog (00:00)
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 oh, 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 Snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought her everywhere
Dark liquored 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 inquisitive 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 and 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
For 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 good bye
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 Erzulie 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 from 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
Her ghost in the fog
12 No Time To Cry (00:00)
No Time to Cry
It's just a feeling
I get sometimes
A feeling
Sometimes
And I get frightened
Just like you
I get frightened too
but it's...
[CHORUS]
(no no no) No time for heartache
(no no no) No time to run and hide
(no no no) No time for breaking down
(no no no) No time to cry
Sometimes in the world as is you've
Got to shake the hand that feeds you
It's just like Adam says
It's not so hard to understand
It's just like always coming down on
Just like Jesus never came and
What did you expect to find
It's just like always here again it's...
[CHORUS]
Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can't sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep
[repeat]
No time for tears
No time to run and hide
No time to be afraid of fear
I keep no time to cry
[CHORUS]
14 Mannequin (00:00)
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
Curve of moon and haunted shore
The stars were not those heaven sent
Did we come together
At masked palatial balls
In silks and flesh and leather
Or did we come at all?
I dreamt a midnight castle
The eerie song of wolves
And eyes that danced with fire
As they have forever more
Our rites of sin
Have long fathered a hymn
To burden him
Whom by slip of after whim
At genesis
Dressed her like the wind
In autumn gowns
That pinned her down
To be my mannequin
Be my mannequin
Always poised on winter
But never would she break
My lovecraft and black witch heart
That pounded in her wake
We kissed on distant balconies
A law unto her own
Thirteenth dark commandment
Of figures pressed to stone
Turning cream with fantasies
That God alone would know
We graced vomitorium
With the sweet excess of rome
Flagrant in the past
Our names were deeply carved on the tree of life in long dead languages
Led to other worlds
By the girls she curled within
I took their skins to see her
Be my mannequin
Be my mannequin
I tongued the nuns at louviers
But not one word possessed
Her divine right, an archetype
For mortal goddesses...
15 Nemesis (00:00)
Tonight is the night
The empowering wind that draws breath from despite
Roars �neath my wings as I soar with the end in sight
Choirs ignite
A swansong for Leda
Deathknells for Troy
Tragedy blooms from one act
I am nemesis
Poured in my arms
When my daughter�s eyelids closed
I swore to slaughter those
Who stole my ray of moonlight
So strike up the skies
The diction of thunder
God-given rites
No fiction can deafen the fact
I am nemesis
Cowled in the utter grief
I am the priest of a new disorder
Whose flag unfurled
Bears a hatred for the western world
The is no compromise
No piped lament
To stay the blind
Just a shrike cacophony of war
Ashes ember, fires rise
No longer am I paralysed
Now I drown in a loss worth fighting for
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
I am nemesis
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
I am nemesis
Nemesis
Nemesis
Tonight is the night
The city sweats fever, the filth in her womb
Shifts like the season�s unease at the hands of doom
Restless inside
Her split underbelly
Suitored with flies
Marital bowels now contract
I am nemesis
Poured in my arms
When my daughter�s eyelids closed
I swore to slaughter those
Who stole my ray of moonlight
Never again
Our enemies entertained
I toy at the clasp of her chain
And remember the fight
Cowled in utter grief
I am the priest of a new disorder
Whose flag unfurled
Bears a hatred for the western world
There is no compromise
No piped lament to stay the blind
Just a shrike cacophony of war
Ashes ember, fires rise
No longer am I Palestined
Now I drown in a loss worth fighting for
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
I am nemesis
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
I am nemesis
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
I am nemesis
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
Black is my heart
I am nemesis
Nemesis
Nemesis
16 The Promise Of Fever (00:00)
In the beginning
Rimmed with wind and storm
A great black wrath of infinite math
Spat snarling into form
And there was heaven
Lit up with precious stones
Each one could fall but for the rule
Of Faith and love and stronger thrones
And therein rose vast wonders
Affections to be seen
Fathered from the plundered
Reflections of a dream
Fogging into nightmare
For him whose place was set
With wayward stars that absent, marred
All creation with their theft
In the beginning
Bewinged and ringed with dawn
This favoured Avatar, enthralled
Swansongs from thosethat thronged this shore
With Gabriel and Michael
He shone with fierce intent
For loyalty, their joy to see
Him spur the hymns to heaven(sent)
From the sculptured lips of seraphim
Whom Fate then cruelly rent
(Wtih sleight-fingered strains of harmony)
Each note to grim portent
As grinnning nimbus gathered
Over spires arabesque
For Him that blazed with holy praise
That for a jealous God was meant
Shining Feriluce
Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits
Basked in glory, flew
To lakes in sacred altitudes
Sweet haunting music swathed the breeze
With curling tongues that lapped His lead
As through thick mountain mist
He wandered curse
(with thoughts adrift)
Until at last, past grasping trees
He paused to draught forbidden streams
That whispered siren promises
To drown His thirst
(for sports amiss)
These waters held secrets
Liked raped russian dolls
Wherein evil and good
Tore His soul for control
And drunk with the verse of desire's first words
The weight of the universe
Slunk in rehearsed
Horror in numbers too great to discern
The rotting of worlds to the conqueror worm
And love a rare orchid so fragile in bloom
Espied gasping breath under dark-sheeted moons
Shining Feriluce
Reflected in a jaded mirror
Climbing from the noose
Of time in divine servitude
And thus a strange new melody
Of will and wanton fantasies
Whetted by the veiled, seen
Danced from His ashen lips
In red dawn scores, the silver scream
Of truth and Her dleted scenes
Was taken up as far, it seemed
As God His words eclipsed
(Those waters hid visions
Like butchers in war
Perverting the course
Of life's blood evermore....)
In the beginning
Skinned well with gibbous tones
Of countenance and ignorance
In equal measures sewn
A marbled arc of Angels
Sworn to the morningstar
Shared His pride and deep inside
Felt chill shadows sweep their cards
18 Mannequin (00:00)
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
Curve of moon and haunted shore
The stars were not those heaven sent
Did we come together
At masked palatial balls
In silks and flesh and leather
Or did we come at all?
I dreamt a midnight castle
The eerie song of wolves
And eyes that danced with fire
As they have forever more
Our rites of sin
Have long fathered a hymn
To burden him
Whom by slip of after whim
At genesis
Dressed her like the wind
In autumn gowns
That pinned her down
To be my mannequin
Be my mannequin
Always poised on winter
But never would she break
My lovecraft and black witch heart
That pounded in her wake
We kissed on distant balconies
A law unto her own
Thirteenth dark commandment
Of figures pressed to stone
Turning cream with fantasies
That God alone would know
We graced vomitorium
With the sweet excess of rome
Flagrant in the past
Our names were deeply carved on the tree of life in long dead languages
Led to other worlds
By the girls she curled within
I took their skins to see her
Be my mannequin
Be my mannequin
I tongued the nuns at louviers
But not one word possessed
Her divine right, an archetype
For mortal goddesses...
19 The Black Goddess Rises (00:00)
Thee I Invoke, bornless one
All woman, pure predator
Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell
Like a seething fall from grace
Thee I worship...
Thou art darkest Gabrielle
Lilith who rode the steed
Thou art pale Hecate
Rising from Thessaly
Crush their unworthy idols
No church shall bar our path
Seductive evil, drink your fill
Of the bleed Christ in your arms
You are in my dreams
The darkness in my eyes
The rapture in their screams
Black Goddess arise
Nothing will keep us apart
We could kill them all
If our desire tore free
Our union as one, sweet, sinful eve
And the night draws in beside her
As we embrace the dark side by side
I pour my soul in those eyes full of fire
To harvest the seed ploughed inside her
Archangel, snare the flesh
Such dry the ebbing wound
Leave them lifeless and broken
My beloved...
Oh, how I craved for you
You so pure and other-worldly with your scent of winter
Am I to bleed myself dry to see your delight?
And the fear retreats forever
(Come to me...Black Goddess arise)
When my secrets are buried in thine
(Come to me...Black Goddess arise)
Under seven stars we came together
(Come to me...Black Goddess arise)
To plot the new age's decline
(Come to me...Arise)
Ishtar my Queen
Come forth to me
And help me seize
My future from the House of Death
That in the release of immortality
I should slay their fucking nazarene
Ah...The lies...The jew...I kill for you...
You are in my dreams
The darkness in my eyes
The rapture in their screams
Black Goddess arise
Hidden lusts will break the gates and swarm
As love secretes the thrill for war
The virgin raped shall seek to whore
She-wolf bare your snarling jaw
Thee I Invoke, bornless one
All woman, pure predator
Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell
Like a seething fall from grace
Thou art darkest Gabrielle
Lilith who rode the steed
Thou art pale Hecate
Rising from Thessaly
21 Her Ghost In The Fog (00:00)
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 oh, 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 Snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought her everywhere
Dark liquored 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 inquisitive 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 and 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
For 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 good bye
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 Erzulie 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 from 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
Her ghost in the fog
23 Tortured Soul Asylum (00:00)
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
In spurts after dark
Under full moons waxing lyrically
Death's poetry floods the soul
Like the freezing seed of a demon freed
To curse the stars with vertigo
And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide
Slick rifts twist obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to darker sides
A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies
Midian
Haunted by this portent
This obsession in my mind
With a city sunk below
Tall cedar groves and graves sublime
Sporting their importance
Marble wings spread to the skies
A vale of dreams that it would seem
The daylights race to leave behind
These visions struck like a furious fuck
Nailing wet lips to cold cemetery walls
Flashes of lust to dust
Splashed across my psychic pall
As hybrid lovers reached their cusp
With final thrusts I saw it all
Forbidden Midian
A long fabled Judecca
A sanctuary for sin
To rival Heaven
Free of Eden's tragic wreck
Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and vault
Gaunt, haunched edifices
Midst lightfingered mists
From whence more awful shadows
Drew back rusted bolts
And dared a threshold
The searing sun had knelt to kiss
Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth
The Tribes of Christ will not forgive
And shall not suffer their kind to live
For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs
Or their waltz so sibilant
Through the gathering gloom
But from flumes of the moon in bloom
Baring cach a face effaced
And raped in the womb
In hidden Midian
A vatican lying in state
For the sanctity of sin
To rival Heaven
Above Eden's birth defects
Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault
Caught twisted whispers where fisted sisters
Haunched, flaunted orifice
Midst lighter fingered mists
Whilst I watched without revolt
Carnalities few beasts permit
Between the dog and wolf
Bared fangs met in intercourse
A nightly rite of teeth and cunt
For those below who rose to hunt
Saw sights that preyed on me for days
And in laudenum's haze
I painted them all
The slew of sith and kin
I drew in blood, my veins in thrall
To Deathugees at peace within
Crotesques and wolves in womens' skins
The raven winged and missing limbed
Suicides and split thighed Seraphim
And marble stairs
Stargazers dare
Ascend like prayer
Under fullmoons waxing lyrically
Death's poetry floods the soul
Like the recking weed of a demon freed
To curse the star with vertigo
And in their dance, in trance I prise wide
Slick rifts twist obsidian thighs
Hymeneal gates to other sides
A labyrinth wherein Midian hides
Midian
I know I've seen
Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity
Lucent prides amassed in last retreat
Purient souls but no more freaks
Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from me
And just like grim ascension prophecies
My revenge, carved deep, will be
A grisly plot that reads
Like my filthy white ward spattered with their screams
When my Deviliverers come from fog for me
Please come for me
Exhuming the moon
Through the bars in my room
The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through
But no Genobites rise to claim me for you
No! No! No!
Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell
No! No! No!
With prophets and losses
And dead men from crosses
My fate is a preview of derelict Hell
Midian
24 The Forest Whispers My Name (00:00)
Black candles dance to an overture
But I am drawn past their flickering lure
To the breathing forest that surrounds the room
Where the vigilant trees push out of the womb
I sip the blood-red wine
My thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time
From knowledge drunk from the fountain of life
From chaos born out of love and the scythe
The forest beckons with her nocturnal call
To pull me close amid the baying of wolves
Where the bindings of Christ are downtrodden with scorn
In the dank, odiferous earth
We embrace like two lovers at death
A monument to the trapping of breath
As restriction is bled from the veins in my neck
To drop roses on my marbled breast
I lust for the wind and the flurry of leaves
And the perfume of flesh on the murderous breeze
To learn from the dark and the voices between
This is my will
The forest whispers my name
The forest whispers my name
Make some more fucking noise Nottingham
I walk the path
To the land of the Dark Immortals
Where the hungry ones will carry my soul
As the wild hunt careers through the boughs
Come to me my pale enchantress
In the moon of the woods we kiss
Artemis be near me
In the arms of the ancient oak
Where daylight hangs by a lunar noose
And the horned, hidden one is re-invoked
Dark fairy-tales in Phallestein
Symbols and signs to know us by
Is re-invoked
In Phallestein
The principle of evil
Evolution has been recalled
Beneath the spread of a magickal aeon
I stand enthralled
In the whispering forest
Yeah
What a fucking crap way to spend an Easter weekend
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