[00:22.18]Sister midnight comes blaspheming[00:54.54]Screaming in the keys of faith and fear[01:04.91][01:07.48]Unentweining our spines twists me to kneeling...[01:15.35][01:16.35]Spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear[01:28.47]Defiled at heart[01:31.04][02:03.33]In this perfect hell[02:05.40]Under red leaves bleeding[02:07.77]Over sealed chatéau we fell[02:28.27]To demonocracy[02:32.46]Where neither Adam or Eve[02:36.21][02:39.46]Conceived of such iniquites[02:41.59]From pleasure or pain[02:43.40]Or the razor′s edge in between[02:48.40]Thou art my seventh heaven burning[02:51.59]Going down as with the sun...[03:07.27]Writhing like a river[03:11.46][03:28.76]fluids moves a torrent[03:30.01]Bound to please[03:31.01]On denierred knees[03:31.95]In any wicked way[03:33.57]That her whims may warrant[03:35.38]I hang on every verb[03:38.07]Every dirty word[03:40.44]Interred[03:40.88]In her pornoglossa...[03:41.88]Christlike, whipped and weak[03:43.63]Painted nails driven through the meek[03:46.07]Yet in obituary[03:48.07]My dreams still weep[03:53.44]Of dark blood and ****ing thee[03:55.88]Thou art my seventh heaven burning[03:59.01]Going down as with the day[04:01.88]Baring lunar curvature[04:03.26]Like canvas for a lick of pain[04:05.44]Writhing like a viper[04:06.20]Deep inside her Eden[04:10.00]Forbidden to eat[04:11.00]I kiss leylines to her feet[04:12.31]Then baithing wrath[04:13.00]I steal a path[04:13.87]Back to the fruits of her womb[04:15.62]Back to the crack of her tomb...[04:17.56]Her roseate sliver[04:18.37]Quivers with snuff appeal[04:19.43]The torque of her hips[04:20.50]Lip-syncs me in for the kill[04:21.87]Tongue-tied, tightroped and spread like disease[04:23.25]I drain the cup of this Miss Sire[04:25.12]Her waters into wine for me[04:26.50]Thou art my seventh angel squirming[04:27.93]′Neath the forked tongue of the beast[04:29.99]Arching toward the fabled[04:30.87]Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief[04:32.50]Whilst the world outside[04:33.50]wood of[04:34.62]Would die for this release[04:35.87]Our slow ******ic fuses greet...[04:37.12]By night and by candle[04:38.31]At each other′s throats[04:39.87]In a slick drift of red[04:41.37]Setting god′s teeth on edge[04:43.06]We were as wolves preying inside the fold[04:44.81]Of a slaughtered lamb throw[04:46.00]On a four poster bed...[04:47.12]Succulent, Succubus[04:47.56]Laid without rest[04:48.25]In the dead of the night[04:49.75]Succulent. Succubus[04:50.12]In thy arms[04:50.81]And thy wetness[04:51.55]On glossed lips I taste[04:52.87]Conspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries laced[04:53.93]With thick unguent rum[04:54.87]Black-rayed suns and Autumn[04:55.87]Always in season for our nightfall from grace[04:57.81]Gorge upon my seed[04:58.75]Starved Persephone[04:59.25]Succulent. Succubus. Succour me[05:00.25]That I might keep[05:16.10]Thee with me in Hades[05:19.91]Succulent. Succubus. Succour me[05:22.91]