Lamia Voluptuous (The Priestess Of The Nocturnal Goddess)
You drink my love from the cup of life With every drop my blood flows down The dance and flicker of the candlelight Your look does promise me some carnal pleasures Your hands, they offer nothing but winter's cold Your lips bring misery and death ...And arrows of your words keep stinging me
We are alone here. The snowstorm is raging outside my window Moran is wandering about the empty streets But this cold and evil night Gives no quarter to virgin loving hearts
Forget about your home, your friends and everything That sees the light of day Do welcome darkness in your soul And see the sorrow, sadness, the even stride of death Oh do forget all other maidens as I'll lay down for you...
You promise but next moment I'm deprived of it again And weeps with wax the fragile candle And with its tears my will does fade away
...Oh, come to me. And give me all your blood Do give me all your doubts. Your freedom and your dreams...
There's nothing that I feel now but coldness of your lips And in my heart you stab the needle of your touch
The pentagram of a five-point star will go out In ice-hole falls my corpse. Your tender, sensual body will take its energy
And still you're singing:
This night, my gift to you And let me drown in your embrace Your kiss is sweet and dear to me The sweetness of his blood Caress me, pull yourself to me Let me feel the pleasure of the orgasm Love me with your servants' bodies Let my body tremble in spasms Of closed legs And these lips will give birth to a scream Oh, night, I'm your faithful bride Your daughter and your lover The darkness will dwell here The light is left for saints
So she did sing. And tender were the notes Born in nocturnal symphony The snowstorm covered everything with shroud The moon's disk shimmered so heavenly depraved.