digital booklet - darkly, darkly, venus aversa

7/31/2019 Digital Booklet - Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa

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Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa




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The Cult OfVenus Aversa

I am SheLilith

Mistress of the darkOf Sheba

First offenderAnd succour to demons

Whose sweet seductions and wicked ritesLead all those too enslaved by the flesh

To trespass against Gods holy law

And tonight I come for you...

Midnight strikes, the candles sputterMuttering their reeking spells

I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutterThese words I speak are gates to Hell

Casus belli

In hoc signo vincesVeritas vos liberabit

Casus belliIn hoc signo vincesIn aeturnum, amen

The scent of death is rentIn this ornamental verse

It ventures down the centuriesTormenting me with secrets so anathema

And now the fires grateI must relate, to end this curse

I'll break through spires to escape my fateAm I too late or just perverse?


I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter

These words I speak are gates to HellSo the blight begins

Near the woodland of a frightened villageWhere the rites of unimaginable sin

And the howling on the windChills the blood for fear of spillage

Where nightfall used to beBlessed with best tranquility

Its now caressed by misadventure

Templars cursed from the crusadesHave birthed a church, more masquerade

In which they worship mass dementia

They came from dust and flameBy the Red Sea on dead shoresFleeing claims of blasphemy

And bestialityDevils fed them back to us

Knights of holy wars, inviting hordesOf grim infidelities

In the grip of cryptic landsAnd desert sands

They found just cause

And midst their entourageUnder the stars

They brought relics and partsOf saints

And evil left to clerics charge

With Muslim plunder they built their sectTo the composite Baphomet

An androgynous sphinx, open, erectUniversal in its closet display

Spawn of Lilith and SamaelFirst offender and the snake

In thrall like pawns beneath its spellThe Templars grew to astute surrender

Sabbatical, fanaticalThey adorned its monstrous bust

With a kings ransom of Eastern jewelsThe embodiment of beast and lust

Many moons then proved the boonOf immutable and beautiful

Darkness ever-afters

Then one eve when the ancient treesOutside, drew back, unnerved

The pleas from those impatient, teasedSomething from the black beyond of nowhere

A stunning woman, summonedComing scimitar-curved

Statuesque, but living fleshDraping nakedness about their pagan saviour

She came Lilith, a perfect mythThe scarlet whore

Skinned in magnificenceIn her defence

She only slew a few of them

Born of a sacrifice, a virgins priceFor the merging with a Goddess

She prowled the world againEnslaving men

With the surging of her bodice



Casus belliIn hoc signo vincesVeritas vos liberabit

Casus BelliIn hoc signo vincesIn aeturnum, amen

One Foul StepFrom The Abyss

The Feast of Fools, 1308As January slipped into the grip of winter

A leather leash tightened round the throat of fate

Amidst the flock, disease and dementiaNight was blighted more than ever before

With screams of lust and obscene adventureAnd scenes of raw debauch

The darkness was aroused with every kissAnd all who fell under it's spell

Were one foul step from the abyss

One foul step from the abyss

Scared villagers there in All Hallows FairFeared the Templars and their Queen

For Lilith compared to a royal nightmare

Dani FilthMouthpiece of Venus/Deceiving Highs


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Fever-dreams

The beast was loose and beauty partyTo the horrors of this sonorous whore

A seducer, MedusaA frozen Hecate cloned

Stealing seed, her needs were like a cancerGrowing stronger with each whimpering dog

Knelt before her, thirteen necromancersCalled from desert sands to this land of opportunity

The darkness was aroused with every kissAnd all who fell under its spellWere one foul step from the abyss

One foul step from the abyss

Love was drugged by a copious vendorA train of servants for her decadent gamesPurring on rugs in fugs of opiate splendour

Vain Lilith spread her wings again

Stars, they gasped and comets in ovationLit the towers, their very presence declared

They watch with lust, despair and venerationFor the Goddess seated naked there

The painted eye of the storm

Plagues of sin, played to winAll hearts and souls in thrall

To her embrace, her fatal whimsDesire meant to conquer all

Until that fateful day, 1308With a force blessed by the Kings of Hate

Facing winter grey to disintegrateOnce noble halls

The villagers in a belligerent hordeFraught daughters fanning flames

Rose like pillars for their militant LordThoughts of slaughter haranguing hot veins

They assailed the fort beyond the woodsAs the howling broke on the stroke of midnight

Many lost their sanity at what they fought

Amidst those walls, the creed of dementiaAnnihilated by sheer weight of the surgePut to the sword, freed from their calenture

The great estate was given straight to the Church

Of Lilith, no limb ranked amongst the deadBut that she drank the blood of many men

That dark night it was said

The Nun WithThe Astral Habit

The world was her cloister, the Abbess DuboirIn the convent at All Hallows Fair

A pearl in an oyster she shone like a star

Augmenting her sisterhoods prayersHer singing touched Angels and melted their heartsHer choirs inspired the search

For the lost Holy Grail, the Benedict artsAnd the best of the Catholic Church

But if one thingOne precious little thingWould darken this facade

There would be such consequences

Like the nig ht Sister VictoriaStepped in from the freezing cold

No candles would light at Evening Mass

The days passed by without a sighBut dusk came thick with dread

Intangible, the air was full

Of wanderlust and approaching bloodshed

In truth, the Abbess with her pious whimsEnjoyed the new girl's pain

Proof to the rest that the briars of sinEntangled all the world in Satan's name

Victoria Varco, once an heiressTo a proud noble estate

Fell pregnant by her recklessnessWho then fell foul to a violent fate

Such was her crime in expedient times

And the shame of besmirching her nameHer child was burnt, she was dragged to these wallsFor a life in obedient chains

But not one thingOne precious little thingWould darken this facade

Like the nig ht Sister VictoriaWoke screaming in her room

She spent a week spiralling from heaven

And as the seasons wheezed and pinedHer dreams grew more perverse

For no good reason she would findAn alluring woman naked save for jewels and verse

When her eyelids closed, on a moonlit shore

This intoxicating beauty would appearThe sweetest symphony composedThose abating lips rose

To whisper dirty secrets in her ear

Clandestine secrets

A dream within a dreamShe finds herself this nymph

Abreast a desert duneAnd below the crescent moon

Atop a darksome stranger

Ah, the spurting of his seed inside herTriggers paradise

She rides the beast until the heavens tremble

Forcing eclipse, her lover licks her bloodThat drips upon the sand

And almost out of handCoarse plots assemble

For somewhere in the con vent wallsA Templar treasure rests

Forgotten to the vestibulesLike pleasures of the flesh

So, in return for nightly runsPast tongues and wisdom's hissShe promised to assist the hunt

For an ancient golden chain amiss

Paul AllenderGuitarlot On A Pedestal (Exhibit A)


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Retreat Of TheSacred Heart

She slept in ecstasyIn hands that fanned her wildest fantasies

Freed from Christ's frigid regimeAnd rigid nails...

She was first in churchTo lick her lips and self-debase

Each waking second felt like heavenIn the Scarlet One's embrace

And at last, clear memories, aghastRelinquished their control

All things held dear to the wretched pastCoalesced within her soul

Madness crept into her sightThough her sinful gait

Spoke of nothing to the contraryOnce-dulled eyes leapt alive with life

Her piece of broken mirrorBarely recognised

The worm was turning

For here sat grinning VictoriaWho, not three weeks ago

Was flogged red to euphoriaFor her dour love of God

And the ardour of his crows

Cold cloisters kept the dead apartAt The Retreat of the Sacred Heart

She stepped in ecstasyNeath skies that plied her wildest fantasies

Freed into love's reacquainted dream

And sudden gales...Nights grew sultry late September

A man came from the villageThrough the woodsTo help with harvest

She was burning like the fieldsAll her vows lay unfulfilled

His name was Isaac, silent, blessedA mute whose tongue impressed her lately

But now red skies darkenThe rooks lament

Windswept maelstroms harkenThe approach of Lilith's

Nightmare kingdom

The woman in her astral dreamsBecame more vivid, livid, obscene

Seated on a throne of onyx blasphemiesEmanating raw desire

And the surging urge to scream

Darkness crept into her faceShe stood erect

And spoke of riches and their whereaboutsFinding in Isaac the need to place

A hidden Templar necklaceLest the month run out

For now stormed the vaingloriousIn her palace of mass delightsHer power dawned victorious

Victoria the key, her mind unfastenedBy flights of morbid fancy

Psychomancy, rites of ancient wrongSweet seductions, peaked eruptions

Spiking through impatient song

Cold cloisters kept the dead apartAt The Retreat of the Sacred Heart

The gate to Hell was forced apartAt The Retreat of the Sacred Heart

The PersecutionSong

At the very startThere were whispers in the dark

And for all the world to seeThere was witchcraft at its heart

And on the autumn airThe scent of bonfires everywhereAnd a fell wind stirred the leaves...

The persecution song

Telltale signs of possessionLittle Miss Demeanour in the demons bed

Gasps she just could not suppressAfter lights-out midst the dead

And a past on which sin cast its darts of wickedness

Time was running faster for disaster

Strange nights were burningIn the furnace of her dreamsA name was uttered, LilithMistress, playmate, master

Such sights were stolen in the throes of ecstasy

And in the thick of allIn the Black Goddess's thrall

With the wood unseen for treesVictoria stood tall

Promiscuous in stepThe Devil breathing down her neckAs jealous zealots stitched apiece...


Telltale signs of possessionFickle Miss Demeanour hissed and disappeared

To her Sisters of the cloth

She now reeked of AstarothAgain the curse had surfacedSneaking back the pagan years

Weaving webs of great revealingHidden in the convent

An evil libido abided, undoneBreathing, deceiving

Feasting on her deviant feelingsShe'd clung to her crucifixOnce her torturers begun

Her screams came quickThe miserichord

Den to vice and screwThat had reddened many tongues

Wrung symphoniesOf suffering from her

Dave PybusFive Foul Strings From The Abyss


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Many moons hardened pure hearts

Those plagued by her black artsTheir rooms secreting phantom orgies

Vile rites and rifled graves

Mere hours, now toweredAbove this bent and beaten flower

Her naked body privy toThe Abbess and her ways

Victoria foughtNo guilt was wrought

Just a torrid retort of blasphemiesNails and crosses vomited forth

From this pretty little whore now arched like Hell

Arched like Hell

At the very startThere were whispers in the dark

And for all the world to seeThere was witchcraft at its heart

But then the end grew nighA dirge inferno filled the sky

In its customary key...


Telltale signs of obsession

No wailing banshee would dishonour their nameNuns dragged her to the blasted oakStorm-clouds threatened holy smoke

They hanged her there like JudasWith the Hellcat in her reined

Time was running faster for disasterExorcism, torture, gallows

Now a shallow graveA name was stuttered, IsaacTongue-tied, simple, bastardThey made him dig the pit

Mindless of what it claimed

Deceiving EyesOn the night all mirrors fell silent

And the clocks struck accord with the rainA storm swept in with such violence

The dead rose to complainThe stars were ill-crossed as the weather

Lost in its bitumen cloakThe Angels were warring, slick with endeavourFalling like tears through the thickening smoke

Blood redeems, heaven torn asunderA flood of souls scream on the rolling thunder

Blood redeems, heaven torn asunder

She stirs from dreams barely three feet under

"Victoria, I come to claim my prizeStealing from the convent neath the wrath of seething

skiesFor though you greased the palm of Satan

With those moonlit silver thighsI knew the beast took second place

When I looked into your eyes

Your deceiving eyesFilled with lies

And missed good byes

And serpents hissing revelationsYour deceiving eyes

They tell enoughOf how I fell in love

With the goddess creeping deep inside you"

And with the tumult up above him roaringIsaac sought her shallow grave

As lightning bolted through the grim down-pouringrain

He struck the hallowed earth again

Having torn at the soil like a man insaneHe threw his fists at the poisonous cosmos

And from that pit of shameHe bore the coffin from her sorry lot

Neath trees whose eaves were knotted with rotThrough ornate chapel doors, unlocked

To splinter her sarcophagusAnd gaze upon her face

Victoria...



With those moonlit silver thighsMaking mockery of rosaries

His needs will never rival mine

I recall a summer's dayThe sunlight bathed your penitential scars

As I sat and washed the blood away

Now your body staysAnd the coldness of your lips

EclipseLike the first true kiss of winter"

Pining for the deadOn the stone floor spread

She was shining through her winding shroudA moon amid the mad, this son of Adam had

A gift for the pretty young nunA necklace wrought of twining snakes

Two gold illicit tonguesHe laid it at her throat

Where the rope had wrungHe was burning from the furnaceOf his roused desire

He wrested with temptationTo be or unfulfilled

She was undressed for ovationHer sumptuous form, the storm revealed

And with his driven lust explodingHer lashes brushed his cheeks

They flickered with life, her limbs enfoldingPurring, licking wicked teeth



With those moonlit silver thighs

You have left him just for meI see it in deceiving eyes

Those deceiving eyesFilled with lies

And missed good byesAnd serpents hissing revelations

Those deceiving eyesThey tell enough

Of how I fell in loveWith the goddess re-arisen in you"

Martin 'Marthus' SkaroupkaWhiplash and Concussion


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Lilith ImmaculateChurch bells resounded like judgement day

As they were making loveIn the rainswept graveyard

She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flameA monsoon Tigress set upon prey

Fall for the love of meCrawl for the love of me

Drool for the love of my virulent swayI grow more master the faster the days

Lilith Immaculate

This delectable reaperHer eyes were profoundDrawing him in deeperUntil he was drownedHurled on the shore

Of the world underground...

Lilith ImmaculateMortal kind, a morbid wineFor this dark moon goddess

And freed to stretch her clawsThis beautiful whore

Would be brutally honest

Tortuous one, taboos undoneA glittering star on a sea of myriad waves

And a thickening mist, a seductressLeading lovesick hearts astray

Lilith

In the throes of orgasm, she bucked and he brokeAt the height of the storm, the chaos they'd smote

Burning behind her in arabesque smokeFramed a vision transformed as she sucked from his

throat

Victoria smiled, her now golden eyesPossessed a regal bearing

Of omnipotent powerFrom wet lips to her smouldering thighs

Her beauty perfected and her will agonised


Drool for the love of my virulent swayI grow more the master the faster the days

Lilith Immaculate

With dread single purposeHer mind told him stay

She strode through the fireDesire aflame

She murdered the nunsIn such horrible ways...

Lilith Immaculate

"That night we lay entwined on hayInside a soldier's barn

Her panting breath an opiateAs in her bolder grasp

I caught the scent of desert sandsThe Holy lands, the fall of reasonBut only when I smelt the blood

Did I fear her colder hand"

"I am darkness, I am sinThe Queen of lust invited in

Reborn at last to cast myFecund shadow on this world

You shall worship me, enslavedFor many lovers shall I craveAnd in return, i'll gladly paveYour psycho path with pearls

For I have been gratingAnd waiting so long to find

The most perfect hostess close to meWhose thin-ice troubled mind

Was like a cracked, black ornate mirrorTo slip right through in time

When at last I wore Harmonia's necklaceThe cursed twin serpents mine"

Tortuous one, debauchery wonThe attention of Emperors, Prin ces and TsarsFor the toll of her kiss, no soul could dismiss

The advance of her throne from afar

This English rose with traits of thoseWho graced the harems of the East

Adorned with thorns, she raised the hornsAnd scarlet hems to wasted priests



Lilith Immaculate

This delectable reaperHer eyes were profoundThey drew him in deeper

Until he was drownedHurled on the shore

Of the world underground...

Lilith Immaculate



Lilith Immaculate

The flutes and sweet wineOf her voice anodyne

Her power was growingEvery hour malign

The truth, Lilith's kingdomDrew closer with time

The Spawn OfLove And WarPoets racking absinthed brains

Could never fully paint these nightsNo martyr parting from his pain

Could utter words so eruditeAs those she now divulged to me

In the throes of passions gripIndulging latent fantasies

That ran forked tongues along the lip

Of fate's pudendaThe twisted snake's agendaNow the world would bend

James McIlroyGuitarlot On A Pedestal (Exhibit B)


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To her deadly legacy

Life's graveyard was waiting, such dizzying flightFrom the convent at All Hallows Fair

Without contemplating, we fled through the n ightToo blood-drunk and cunt-sated to care

The Goddess had spokenAnd awoken desire

It crackled in the air around usA psychic force shimmering like fire

And on her breasts, that old necklaceThe one I snuck from the fucked AbbessWhose dirty little secret, other than me

Now shone with bold intensity

Vast the power it possessedThe darkness brought to living flesh

This treasure was ancient, taken by forceFrom an elite caste of priests in Delphi

The Templars were patient, they stayed out the courseThen fleeced their Greek hosts in their sleep

That necklace traversedVile murders and miles worse

But what was a curseTo this perverse demoness?

Legend swore it was a gift of malice

For the maiden HarmoniaThe illegitimate spawn of love and warJealousy made it gleam for her

For with it clasped, her looking glassWas ever beautiful and young

But disaster choked her royal casteAnd every throat on which it hung

There madness, death and horror clung

Immortalised in mortal guiseShe was a sight for blighted eyes

A plague to gladly plagiariseAnd spread like red excited kisses

She was more than meMore than words

Could fulfil in the parlance of the angelsShe cast a spell on every cell

In my nobodyShe gave me back my tongueThat she might run it on herself

She was Lilith, she was lightI was but a parasite

Beckoned to temptationIn her velvet overtones

Through frozen arches, dressed in whiteShe led me into paradiseNeath comets in ovation

Like the Queen of winter, throned..

Pleasures archetypalThen much rarer agonies

I was a sworn discipleOf her whims and dark decrees

In Europe's hairHer spies were everywhere

A sylph amongst the filthy rich and debonairHer greater plan

All chaos and the fall of manFor as she fed dark appetitesShe bred her children there

The spawn of love and war

Presiding over Hellfire clubsArch-masons and Agharta

The spawn of love and war

She rode the beast, her legs apartA blazing pyre starter

Life's playground elated, such dizzying sightsAnd sensations ignited her grin

As slaves celebrated her Satanic ritesWe climbed up to heaven in sin

She came to meAs she will come to you

Intoxicating in her seductionHer siren sway, devastating voodoo

Persistent, resistance is useless, foolTo this Goddess, i n lust she's cruel

Beyond any measure, her pleasures will foundA perverted Eden on sacred ground

Vast the power I caressedThe darkness brought to vivid flesh

And in it she now rules a cowered universe

Harlot On A PedestalWhere does the madness end?

How far down do the rungs expireIn smoke and burning heat?

In depravity and sin?

In her shocking retinueI saw the worst

Desire run amok amongst youAnd in her boudoir too

The endless nights embeddedIn her beautiful cocoon

Turning black and blue and jaded

Kneeling at her feetMy heart atrophied at her ravishing formThe ultimate test

Her cult obsessedWith this body of the Goddess reborn

When she first laid me to restI saw such sights of wickednessFrom this harlot on a pedestalThis Scarlet Woman scorned

I glimpsed desertion, the bluster of shameThe tribes of the moon, their lustre improved

A morbid aversion to the limpid domainOf Eden and Adam her dark temper moved

I witnessed reverie thenPerverse resurgence, souls on fireBlood and seed spilt for centuries

For this imperious bitchIn her shocking retinue

I saw the worstDesire run amok amongst you

A gnawer of tabooDread appetites were threaded

Right throughout the mortal zooHer Immortality now hungered

I remember, in ThebesEnthroned with cat-skinned girls

Her long dark hair braided with pearls

A red gown split revealed her thighsAs full lips rose to feline eyes

Egyptian black outlined each lidIt's clear who owned the pyramid

Ashley EllyllonTinkle, Tinkle Little Scars


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Temptress LilithHer beauty stirred me more than words

Could ever paint, her bible hurt

Tempered LilithHissing in the darkPissing on my heart

I was missing every part of Victoria

Victoria

I found them hypnotic, the years of displayOf court life and parties, political biteNarcotic, erotic, her bleary soirees

Left daylight a dream in the scheme of the night

The scheme of the night

But I grew uneasy, she wanted the earthFor now she was spinning her sins

Breeding fell children and biding her worthBefore the new orders disorder begins

Feeding from the weakSavaged on their feet by her ravaging lust

Evening-dressedThis young Countess

Led lovers astray under cover of du sk

When she took them to her breast

They passed last rites, deliciousnessSwept into their every poreThis matriarch of darkness bored

Harlot on a pedestalThe night orchestralHarlot on a pedestal

Never vestal...

Forgive Me Father(I Have Sinned)Forgive me Father, I have sinned

Darkness put her painted claws in me againHer vision drowns like service wine

Whispered kisses so divineI was blessed but now i've come u ndone

Storm clouds roll out overheadAbove their master

End of all Flesh, End of all DaysLove predicts disasterIn her precious ways

I was burned, a sacerdotal soulBy the Demon Queen of my dreamsInfatuation turned to total control

Her rose was sweetBut her thorns were barbarous

"Love meAnd worship me

I'll lavish you and ravish youFulfil all wishes and fetishes too

Many never want to see

Many never want to knowThe truth behind their fantasiesTheir deepest needs

Let alone be shown them"

Forgive me Father, I have sinnedDarkness put her painted claws in me again

Her vision drowns like service wineWhispered kisses so divine

I was blessed but now i've come undon e

Nothing left to do but run

Sodom rolls out modern deathOn casters ever faster

End of all Flesh, End of all DaysThe stars predict disaster

In her bastard ways

"Love meAnd worship meI'll nurture you and hurt you too

Fulfil all wishes for my sad Aladdin"

She comes to meLike a sandstorm in an hourglass

A whirlwind of desire

I'm hypnotisedTo think beyond the pale

Beyond heart-stopping eyesAnd sopping thighs

I'm wont to fail

A wicked spell cast over meAddicted to her utterly

Despite the horrors that gestateBeneath the beautiful

"I'll grant you life beyond your kenThe envy of all other men

Whatever vice will make you spendEternity with me"

Satan's concubine

She makes her crime scenes shine from heaven

Forgive me Father, I have sinnedDarkness put her painted claws in me again

Her vision drowns like service wineWhispered kisses so divine

I was blessed but now i've come und one

Beyond Eleventh HourAll mirrors lead to my palace

My exotic pleasure templeWherein my court is both gracious and insatiable

Pure and obsceneFor where pumps the true heart of life

There too seeps corruptionAnd from this my new Eden of nightshades, black

henbane, sphinxes,opium and roses weaned on tears and blood

Will rise up like lustAnd the shadow of my dark consort shalt extend

Himself across the face of the world...

...And Hell will come with Him

Part of the garden, her dark EdenFed blood by poisoned fronds

My heart hardened in her wet seasonTreading mud in her slough of despond

But only nowA path lies straight before me

The maze is ploughed half through with hateAnd her crop is dripping red

Beyond eleventh hour

Her beauty and brute powerGrows stronger by the day

And with each rose that she deflowersThe longer her throes of madness stay

In her grip on shredded sheetsOnce our fingertips had dug and clutched

She whispered dreadful things to me

She wanted war with GodThe underdog baring sharpened teethWith her armies raised from suffering

To ascend on jet black wings

She'd break off holy limbsOn the racks of her witch hunt

And crush the church beneath her heelThe Pope in homage to her cunt

A dark horse forcing nightmaresTo wring submissives dry

A vampire madam batterfangWith vicious streaks a mile wide


Her kiss has turned dismissiveHer glance holds slight contempt

Instead those eyes burn on the prizeOf fates she really likes to tempt


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In her grip on shredded sheetsGasping from conquered peaks of passion

She whispered dreadful things to me

She wanted war with GodThe underdog baring sharpened teethWith her armies raised from suffering

To ascend on jet black wings

She'd tear down mighty spiresThen rear them up anew

Orders forged to her desiresThe eleventh hour nearly through

Lilith, the abyss, the slithering mistsThat cause all souls to stray

How to resist those seductive giftsOn the shore of her un holy ways?

She calls my name so softlyFrom deep banks of scented fog

I almost lose myself before it startsBut my spirit keeps its silence

As I drift across the lakeA glimpse of harem secretsNow her velvet curtain parts

She is glaring like the moon

The wind dies down, eavesdroppingAs I bow before her throne

And she descends to greet meLike the royal bitch to which she's grown

"Come closer, what have you to say?Black cat got your tongue?"

"I am not your slaveNor are you my saviour"

"But Isaac, I'm the only one..."

I hold those cold deceiving eyesHer once hypnotic gaze

And pledge eternal love, then walk awayThunder seethes behind me

Death adjusts her favourite maskAnother lover smothered by her sanguinary darkness

Clasped in the garden, here you heardThis story blustered through

I asked her pardon, swore my wordI'd score her sweetmeats just like you

For only nowThe truth lies prone before me

I couldn't leave her even if she stormedThe heavens as were promised


Lilith, the abyss, the slithering mistsWill come for you this eve

Lustrous the cusp of her lingering trystBefore those fatal kisses bleed


She will make of you a playthingScant amusement for her bed

And when naked flesh forgets to singShe'll take your fucking soul instead



Produced by Scott Atkins, Doug Cook and Dani FilthMixed by Scott Atkins

Engineered by Scott Atkins and Doug CookWith roadside assistance by Rupert Matthews and Andy Sneap

Invoked, recorded and sexual-favoured for at - Monkey Puzzle House Studio,Woolpit, Suffolk, England, as Spring melted in to Summer 2010 E.H

Mastered at Backstage studios, Sneapy Hollow,Derbyshire, England, August 2010 E.H

Orchestration duties shared by Mark Newby-Robson

The sweet, lustrous voice of the Goddess - Lucy AtkinsHaunted subtly by Dora Kemp

Frightening Conductor / Arranger - Ralph WoodwardThe Full Score choir - Ruth McCabe, Tim Cutts, Craig Miller, Philippa Mann,

Dora Kemp, Anna Asbach-Cullen

Additional Guitar Soul - Andy James

All music smitten by Paul Allender, James McIlroy, Mark Newby-Robson,Ashley Ellyllon, Dave Pybus and Martin SkaroupkaPOEtry and amped Vampyric Lyrics by Dani Filth

Published by Cradle Of Filth Music Ltd

Artily, Artily, Venus Perverser... Scenes of raw debauch by Natalie ShauModels - Stella Mouzi, Natalie Shau and various untagged corpses

Additional artwork & booklet Layout by Matt Vickerstaffwww.darkwaveart.co.uk

Tyrannagement - Fay Woolven at In Phase Management Ltd

Maelstrom-to-come Booking Agents - Michael Arfin & Justin Hirschman at AGI(US), Paul Bolton at X-Ray

Touring (Rest of World)Legal charge d'affaires - Tim Northrop, NMD Solicitors UK

Heavy duty weapons of choice-

Sennheiser mics, PRS Guitars, Engl Amps, Rotosound Strings, Jim DunlopPlectrums, ESP Guitar and Basses, Ampeg Amps, Pearl Drums, Sabian Cymbals,

Vic Firth Sticks, Remo Drumheads, Ibanez Guitars, Peavey Amplification,Orange Cabinets, Bodenhamer Electronics, Roland Keyboards and Taser C2

handheld stun guns.Peace Through Superior Firepower.

Thank-lists, merchandise, news, invasion plans, mucky picturesand other material deemed morally offensive

by the general herd, can be found online at

www.cradleoffilth.comCradle Of Filth play hardcore drinking games with Satan exclusively.

This album is deadicated to the memory of our very good friend,The Green Man, Peter T. Ratajczyk Steele, 1962-2010

You will be sorely missed.

jei


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Venus Diversa


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Beast Of Extermination"Kill a man and you are a murderer.

Kill millions of men and you are a conqueror.Kill everyone and you are a God."-Jean Rostard (1955)

Born of the best of enemiesBeyond the pearly castellationsWherein heaven has no embassy

And hope no surly grip on reason

Yahweh; frankincenseSatan; gold and murder

He is sly, bejewelled with sylphSlick limbs spread wide to guide you through the filth

And rustCrawl to him fuelled by lust

He's the horned one in the pentagramA waste of chaos by the gramDark eyes for trouble, double damned

DespairThe storm upon lake Lacrymose

Restless, never comatoseThe thorn upon the single rose

We share...

Germination

His a renegade a capella now obeyedA shitstorm without warning

The pleasuit King In Yellow on paradeSon of the thund'rous morning


He is high, inured with viceThe tower-creeper on our edelweissCareer

A foreign power cut of utter fear

Taught curiosity, he's atrocity, bannedThe taste of chaos by the dram

A tortured course like slaughtered lambBest rare

The curse that haunts this thirsting tombDisturbed, becomes the worst of doom

Rehearsing all his worth for soonHe's there...

Extermination

He is hatred, greed and war

He is everything we ought abhorWere it not for the fateful truth

Be sureWe suffer him all the more

And lo! his tyrant's eyeIs fixed upon our rich and vibrant sky

Now hear the windHerald desolation

As on that eve when angels cladIn nothing but their whispered virtues

Slipped into the valleyOf the dirty serpentine

He's the horned one in the pentagramA waste of chaos by the gram

Dark eyes for trouble, double damnedDespair

The storm upon lake LacrymoseRestless, never comatose

The thorn upon the single roseWe share...

Desperation

Disdainful, he self-deprecatesThe mirror's jagged stare

And it's painful how we subjugateThe grinning face reflected in there


Truth and AgonyMother's milk has souredMy life's a bolted door

And from it runs a trail of vagrant goreMy wounds are open flowersFragrant gifts for my encore

Bouquets of praise for bleeding, towered

On the sacrificial floor

I summoned and you cameTo the peel of twisted bells

To the gelid whisper of my name

I blanched, erotic dangerHad me whirling like a star

To the dark advance of strangers

And then I heard you laughA throat of broken glass

Leather stitched to weeping skinA coat of death and suppuration

Be my truth and agony

An architect for my total destructionMy erector, my dissector

My flesh will be wet for your best seduction

Be my truth and agonyInventive and deranged

Loves proof is in, its plain to seeThe fluids we've exchanged

Part of these soul killersThe Gestapohood of scars

Carved an ornate invitation on my heartThe scent of French vanillaWith the stench of abattoirsPast tense of present playthingsOn those stained red lips ajar

I summoned and you cameFrom the churning guts of Hell

With your Christmas hiss of chains

Down the endless centuriesYour torture bed of lust

A shrine for us to redesignAnd sign in blood and rust

Be my truth and agony

An architect for my total destructionMy erector, my dissector

My flesh caressed by your best corruption

Be my truth and agonyInventive and derangedLoves proof is in, its meant to be

My cells are rearranged

I suffered and you cameTo the splintering of bones

Winning pinnacles for my pain

Raped and racked and mutilatedRaised from dregs again

Autopsy-turvy, back elatedIn brazen arms that sacked my veins

Skinnatra, take me to the starsThrust me through to paradise

Endorphins breaking fast

Creature from the black abyss

Teacher, sadomasochistYour tortured soul has led meTo this altered state of bliss

Mistress FromThe Sucking Pit


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Oh dear GodIt is midnight in the labyrinth

The night is set to taint the painted hallsMoonlight is our cue

The candelabra flicker at your passing gallI swear they're dancing just for you

The dead leaves rustle on the manor lawnsAs a light breeze whispers throughThe call of wolves, the owls lament

Our screams shall soon soar skyward too

Mistress from the sucking pit

All the world crawls lovesick at her feetThe stars are passing observationsHer voice is music, her legs go on

She's got full orchestrationAnd been known to use it

But trepidation is a far slicker song

Amongst dull suitorsShe's bright and razor sharp

A tree of woe uprooterA viper still at heart

She's alkaline and far acidicAs sweet as clementines

This mistress from the sucking pit

All the world crawls lovesick at her feet

The stars are passing observationsHer voice is music, her legs go onShe's got full orchestrationAnd been known to use it

But trepidation is a far slicker song


Embossed by her postulant gazeLike Medusa on a plinthI am lost in her embrace

Oh dear GodIt is midnight in the labyrinth

A peacock fan of sinful eyesSwim wide across the room

This night, espied, your thin disguiseDoes wonders for the sundered gloom

For all lit up the shades retreat

To dark Italian pewsAnd corners where great vases standAbrim with thoughts of naked dais with you


All the world crawls lovesick at her feetThe stars are passing observations

Her needs are dire, her rites are wrongShe burns with exultation

Like a fiery vampireFor desperation is a far slicker song

Amongst dull suitorsShe's bright and razor sharp

A tree of woe uprooterA viper still at heart

She's alkaline and far acidicFluidic, serpentine

This mistress from the sucking pit

The waiters pass in gilded framesWith glasses sparkling too

The ball tonight grows magicalLike the finest Venice threw

And at it's heart a mythic queenHer skin of purest hue

Whose beauty is unquestionableBut whose duties are askew

For beneath the airs and divine gracesA slim tornado whirlsOn the precipice of her poisonous kissThe devil dwells deep inside this girl

Embossed by her postulant gazeLike Medusa on a plinthI am lost in her embrace

Oh dear godIt is midnight in the labyrinth


The wine has sat and breathed it's lastIn blood red ruby where

I find you by the roaring hearthA blaze of golden hair

Cascading down an angel's face

To pool about the breastsThat many minds have wondered onBut only I caress

And then i'm yours, the velvet crownOf Venus in my hands

Fists grip hard the eiderdownDesire firebrands

Every mountain, every routeMy wanton tongue must take

To taste that once forbidden fruitBefore your bloodlust starts to...

Behind TheJagged Mountains

I have come from the freezing seasFrom the warmth of foreign coals

Through the dismal fog of i nsecuritiesTo a cloud-enshrouded noble goal

The world has cast me from its laughterThrown to the wolves, to the dread thereafter

So now I forge a journey fraughtThrough these bitter wastes of snow

Over ice and gorge to an Eden soughtFar from the human races afterglow

This sightless climb is treacherous to weatherAs the cold bites deep, old heartstrings sever

Behind the jagged mountainsBeyond the frozen North

At the back of Boreas, the zealous windThere crest celestial fountainsCrystal waters soaring forth

In the realm of our sacred Angelus kin

Neither muse nor music fleesThis garden of delights

Everywhere the soothing hands of nature pleaseIn this state of pure Euphoria

Paradise lies at the heart of darknessAnd one must pay for this deep catharsis

Now the storm-clouds retchA vision fleets before my eyes

Wherein minarets and spires touchPhantasmagoric skies

And meadows stretch to woodlandsOf sweet nymph and fireflies

Death is in the breezeAnd his breath will paralyse

My mind is in the clutchOf something too long fantasised

Behind the jagged mountains

Beyond the frozen peaksAt the back of Boreas, the zealous windThe Gods of love are countingDown the nights until we meet

In the realm of our sacred Angelus kin

Now the mirage blearsAnd the howling gusts renew their fury

The gleam of moonlit towersFades to utter fear

The mountains rear in angerAt the righteousness i lack

And in their monstrous grasp I know-Dear God-

They will never let me back...

Free of enemies, no death, diseaseThe doves of peace, in flight

Carouse upon the ever-Summer breezeIn this land of Hyperborea

Behind the jagged mountainsBeyond their icy stares

At the back of Boreas, the zealous windMy soul is now surmountingPast the grasp of last despairs

To the realm of our sacred An gelus kin

Behind the jagged mountainsBeyond the frozen North

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