Sister midnight comes blasphemingScreaming in the keys of faith and fear

Unentweining our spines twists me to kneeling...

Spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear Defiled at heart

In this perfect hellUnder red leaves bleedingOver sealed chatéau we fell

To demonocracyWhere neither Adam or EveConceived of such iniquites

From pleasure or painOr the razor´s edge in between

Thou art my seventh heaven burningGoing down as with the sun...

Writhing like a riverfluids moves a torrentBound to pleaseOn denierred knees

In any wicked wayThat her whims may warrant I hang on every verbEvery dirty word

InterredIn her pornoglossa... Christlike, whipped and weak

Painted nails driven through the meekYet in obituaryMy dreams still weep

Of dark blood and fucking thee Thou art my seventh heaven burning

Going down as with the dayBaring lunar curvatureLike canvas for a lick of pain

Writhing like a viperDeep inside her EdenForbidden to eat

I kiss leylines to her feetThen baithing wrathI steal a path

Back to the fruits of her womb Back to the crack of her tomb...

Her roseate sliverQuivers with snuff appealThe torque of her hips

Lip-syncs me in for the killTongue-tied, tightroped and spread like disease

I drain the cup of this Miss SireHer waters into wine for me

Thou art my seventh angel squirming´Neath the forked tongue of the beast

Arching toward the fabledLike a sculptured nymph seeking base relief

Whilst the world outside(A wood of suicide)Would die for this release

Our slow orgasmic fuses greet... By night and by candleAt each other´s throats

In a slick drift of redSetting god´s teeth on edge

We were as wolves preying inside the foldOf a slaughtered lamb throw

On a four poster bed... Succulent, Succubus Laid without rest

In the dead of the nightSucculent. Succubus In thy armsAnd thy wetness

On glossed lips I tasteConspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries laced

With thick unguent rumBlack-rayed suns and Autumn

Always in season for our nightfall from grace Gorge upon my seed

Starved PersephoneSucculent. Succubus. Succour me That I might keep

Thee with me in HadesSucculent. Succubus. Succour me