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Lady Raven

Behold, Lady Raven, she in flight in night
Born of Lillith�s undying womb
Our lady descends in dreams
Woven by man�s desires,
The fires that burn in loins.
The creeper in sleep crawls
Into their beds to bring death.

Lady Raven, so beautiful
Hairs as dark as deepest shadow
Whispers sweet nothings
Into longing ears
As my head lay on pillows

Lady Raven, love of my life
Draped in little crimson lace
Beckons unto me
To crawl between the sheets
And take in all her grace

Death incarnate
From the beast itself
Seems to crawl
From the depths of Hell.

Lady Raven, rapturing wench
Lovely pale flesh of a succubus
Her fingers, they burn
And yearn returns
In her arms, my life I trust

Divided by
Angels fallen
Lamented by
Phoenix calling
Praised in
Highest spires
Renowned in
Burning fires

Lady Raven, sex and suicide
Leaves a scent upon her skin
As she snuggles close
And smothers hope
With promises of the Djinn

Lady Raven, blood and thunder
Crashes against the waves
I wish I may
That she choose to might
Leave a kiss upon the slave

Death incarnate
From the beast itself
Moans until
Throes are spent
To fallen agents of devils
And sleeping gods
My prayers are sent

Lining her bed with skulls of the finished
The sweet seductress feels full and nourished
After a long and hard feeding
She leaves others on knees, �pleading
For their turn on the cooking spit
And for a taste of the joys from the pits

Lady Raven, lighting candles
In the house of the swarm
She speaks of sins
Partaken of men
Under the eyes of the Lord

Lady Raven, wicked smile
As bright as the flames of Hell
Spits her laughter
And then thereafter
She tolls your death bells.