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  • Her Ghost in the Fog
  • Temptation
  • From the Cradle to Enslave
  • Nymphetamine Fix
  • Cthulhu Dawn
  • Nemesis
  • Gilded Cunt
  • Gabrielle
  • Nymphetamine
  • Saffron's Curse
  • Dusk and Her Embrace
  • Lord Abortion
  • Absinthe With Faust
  • Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids
  • Hallowed Be Thy Name
  • Tonight in Flames
  • English Fire
  • No Time to Cry
  • Nymphetamine (Overdose)
  • Medusa and Hemlock
  • Coffin Fodder
  • Satyriasis
  • Creatures that Kissed in Cold Mirrors
  • The Forest Whispers My Name
  • Filthy Little Secret
  • Dirge Inferno
  • Swansong for a Raven
  • Satanic Mantra
  • Beneath the Howling Stars
  • At the Gates of Midian
  • Amor E Morte
  • Once Upon Atrocity
  • Death Magick for Adepts
  • Summer Dying Fast
  • The Twisted Nails of Faith
  • Malice Through the Looking Glass
  • The Principle of Evil Made Flesh
  • The Foetus of a New Day Kicking
  • Born in a Burial Gown
  • The Byronic Man
  • Funeral in Carpathia
  • The Death of Love
  • Under Pregnant Skies She Comes Alive Like Miss Leviathan
  • Painting Flowers White Never Suited My Palette
  • Tearing the Veil from Grace
  • Cemetery and Sundown
  • Thirteen Autumns and a Widow
  • Libertina Grimm
  • I Am the Thorn
  • Humana Inspired to Nightmare

Evanescent like the scent of decay
I was fading from the race
When in despair, my darkest days ran amok and forged her face
From the fairest of handmaidens to a slick perverted wraith

Nymphetamine

Heaving midst narcissus on a maledict blanket of stars
She was all three wishes
Sex, sex, sex
A lover hung on her deathrow, I was hooked on her disease
Highly strung like Cupid's bow whose arrows hungered meat
And the blinding flare of passion
In the shade of narrow streets
Where their poison never rationed, all the tips they left in me

Two tracks
Bric-a-brac
Something passed between us like a bad crack
Upward-lit I'd met another kind
Of rat
In fact with every Rome inside me licked and ransacked
She haunted at the corners of my mind
In black
Cataracts
Wouldn't whitewash away her filthy smoke stack
She burnt me like a furnace
For my future suicide

Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A V of black swans on with hope to the grave
All through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear like a thorn for the holy ones
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