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Drugged
04:01
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Cult Fever
04:04
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Dominion, a communion,
Black wealth cries "contagion" out a dormant hive
Avarice, amphetamine
My disease sweats the liver out the fucking skin
Ursa looms, mounting Taurus
Drinks the blood straight out the ox’s hide
Mother Earth spreads her legs,
Buries children in the fucking womb.
Black Bayou,
Barbed Impulse.
Black Bayou,
The Mire's Mind.
Cult fever,
You must die.
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3. |
Crescent Hunger
03:56
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Making love to a hopelessness,
I’m the one that pines from abyss.
Sewn to oak at the blackest of noon,
Crave pearl blood under waning moon.
Descending dove for a climax of crows,
Silver skins reeling in woes,
Veins on tap and psalms in reverse,
Vibrant moan and a pulsing curse
Stitched like pitch in a midnight dress,
Sulfur spool, matchstick caress,
Lights the teeth that drip from your spine,
Bites the wick and you’re always mine!
Crescent Ritual Knife
Ivory Offer, breast of the night
Crescent Ritual Knife
Pearl bled wax, muse of the light
Crescent Ritual Knife
Static screams, we harmonize
Crescent Ritual Knife
Pierce her side and keep me alive...
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4. |
Wysteria
04:06
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Wysteria
When her kiss is spun like thorn
Blooms the seam from cocoon,
Treads my grave for horned-born,
A violet shadow under salt-lit moon
Salt-lit moon.
Faceless sings like a sparrow
Stands me up like I’m proud.
I arch back like her bow
And I tremble in her shroud.
Witches' Shroud.
Drain the still air from my lips,
A stone heart plucked from the crypt.
Lifeless.
Purple is the skin of the soul.
Lifeless.
Wysteria.
Lifeless.
Your vein and vine.
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Iris
03:45
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Nemesis from Abyss,
Sovereign of Vermin reign in.
Black flame which I call upon
White-eyed god, you'll be undone.
Taste the scales under Balaam’s Blade
Place your bet on the left hand spade
Consenting to evil, I wont command.
What is dead abides by my hand.
Sovereign of Vermin reign in.
Black flame which I call upon
White-eyed god will be undone
Serpent loves what keeps it in wait
Garden of flesh it will always bait
Consenting to evil, I wont command.
What is dead abides by my hand.
Sovereign of vermin, reign in
Black flame which I call upon
White-eyed god will be undone
Let the pagan prey
on the pious
on the petty
in the permanence
of the pyre
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6. |
All Black (No Magic)
03:45
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