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DEMENTIA, THY MISTRESS NOCTURNAL
Denied, the mournful raven cried with blasphemy
On the cairn beneath which my remains awake
Raped of faith the wake of wraiths
Silently echo 'neath the stake
Impaling withered hearts
On the altar of ache
I pen poisoned poetry
Upon dead lover's tombstones
Snake 'round graves left stained so vain
With the likeness of queens of pain
Plucking heartstrings just like
A composer insane
in guise of manticore
drowning faithless spirits
the needle of the thorn
an immoral caress
These lovely caustic shackles
Tether me to the abyss
That I find mine, nocturnally
Inject the venom, vital
When tragic cadavers kiss
And I find mine, infernally
Rise!
From beneath the lies
That entombs like ice
Thrice
Cursed under the skies
Terror in the night
Mine!
I can't help but to mirror the beast 'neath the beauty
As I sever another pound of flesh for her cruelty
her madness crowned by crucifixion nails
in a fractured Hell demanding that Lucifer
K N E L L
Tomb the moon and groom the doom
Sacrilege within holy wombs
No sacrament today
Will ever slip the noose
Leave a rose for Dementia
Crimson with the blood of god
Lose the muse 'neath hooves abused
Trample celestial untruths
Fucking angels fallen
From the grace of virtue
that fed the gullible
we walk the wretched path
welcome the crucible
forged in fire and wrath
These lovely caustic shackles
Tether me to the abyss
That I find mine, nocturnally
Inject the venom, vital
When tragic cadavers kiss
And I find mine, infernally
Rise!
From beneath the lies
That entombs like ice
Thrice
Cursed under the skies
Terror in the night
Mine!
I can't help but to mirror the beast 'neath the beauty
As I sever another pound of flesh for her cruelty
This December
I must remember
To dismember
Thyself
On her throne of Winter
Arrange and parade
Sacrificial limbs
For the circle of thirteen
DEMONS
Magic so tragic
My curse on thunder
Herald fallen angels and
DEMONS
Rampage through Pompeii
Sanguine Lucifer
So we gather in masses
DEMONS
Malign 'twixt her thighs
O, Saint Lucifer
We shall murder as crows and
DEMONS
These lovely caustic shackles
Tether me to the abyss
That I find mine, nocturnally
Inject the venom, vital
When tragic cadaver kiss
And I find mine, infernally
Rise!
From beneath the lies
That entombs like ice
Thrice
Cursed under the skies
Terror in the night
Mine!
I can't help but to mirror the beast 'neath the beauty
As I sever another pound of flesh for her cruelty
her madness crowned by crucifixion nails
in a fractured Hell demanding that Lucifer
K N E L L
On the cairn beneath which my remains awake
Raped of faith the wake of wraiths
Silently echo 'neath the stake
Impaling withered hearts
On the altar of ache
I pen poisoned poetry
Upon dead lover's tombstones
Snake 'round graves left stained so vain
With the likeness of queens of pain
Plucking heartstrings just like
A composer insane
in guise of manticore
drowning faithless spirits
the needle of the thorn
an immoral caress
These lovely caustic shackles
Tether me to the abyss
That I find mine, nocturnally
Inject the venom, vital
When tragic cadavers kiss
And I find mine, infernally
Rise!
From beneath the lies
That entombs like ice
Thrice
Cursed under the skies
Terror in the night
Mine!
I can't help but to mirror the beast 'neath the beauty
As I sever another pound of flesh for her cruelty
her madness crowned by crucifixion nails
in a fractured Hell demanding that Lucifer
K N E L L
Tomb the moon and groom the doom
Sacrilege within holy wombs
No sacrament today
Will ever slip the noose
Leave a rose for Dementia
Crimson with the blood of god
Lose the muse 'neath hooves abused
Trample celestial untruths
Fucking angels fallen
From the grace of virtue
that fed the gullible
we walk the wretched path
welcome the crucible
forged in fire and wrath
These lovely caustic shackles
Tether me to the abyss
That I find mine, nocturnally
Inject the venom, vital
When tragic cadavers kiss
And I find mine, infernally
Rise!
From beneath the lies
That entombs like ice
Thrice
Cursed under the skies
Terror in the night
Mine!
I can't help but to mirror the beast 'neath the beauty
As I sever another pound of flesh for her cruelty
This December
I must remember
To dismember
Thyself
On her throne of Winter
Arrange and parade
Sacrificial limbs
For the circle of thirteen
DEMONS
Magic so tragic
My curse on thunder
Herald fallen angels and
DEMONS
Rampage through Pompeii
Sanguine Lucifer
So we gather in masses
DEMONS
Malign 'twixt her thighs
O, Saint Lucifer
We shall murder as crows and
DEMONS
These lovely caustic shackles
Tether me to the abyss
That I find mine, nocturnally
Inject the venom, vital
When tragic cadaver kiss
And I find mine, infernally
Rise!
From beneath the lies
That entombs like ice
Thrice
Cursed under the skies
Terror in the night
Mine!
I can't help but to mirror the beast 'neath the beauty
As I sever another pound of flesh for her cruelty
her madness crowned by crucifixion nails
in a fractured Hell demanding that Lucifer
K N E L L
Published 28th Dec 2020
Author's Note
© 2020 Frank Green
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8th Feb 2021 8:07pm
"These lovely caustic shackles" --a favored phrase in all that it invokes.
As always, awed by your mind and verbage, dearest Sir!
wishin u smiles today
~d
As always, awed by your mind and verbage, dearest Sir!
wishin u smiles today
~d
